******The Shire******
Orlo had sat in silence throughout the meal, half-afraid, and half in awe of the dwarves. He had certainly been alarmed when one of the dwarves had shouted; but Hardo, he thought, had handled the situation quite well. All in all, he was quite relieved when the dwarves had decided to retire for the night.
He watched as the Dwarves disappeared, and turned to his companions,wanting to ask Hardo the question that had been nagging him ever since the dwarf had shouted.
"Well, Master Proudfoot?" he asked. "Are we travelling with the Elves, or not?"
He knew very well what he would like to do; the Elves were the most fascinating and enchanting people of Middle-Earth, and Master Gamgee's avid descriptions of them had made him want to see (and even talk to) the Elves even more..but Master Gamgee had not neglected to tell him of the animosity between the Elves and the Dwarves either.
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