The White Horse Inn, Act III

[Bêthberry]

A brown and white falcon flew in one of the large french windows at the end of the Mead Hall. In his beak he carried a large scroll, which he dropped at Bethberry's feet. She retrived it, read it, and made the following announcement:

Writers of the Mark,

It seems we have another anniversary to celebrate as well. We are all called to the Party Field in The Shire to celebrate the fourth anniversary of the Barrow Downs forum.

How to get from here to there:

The Long Awaited Party

A large cheer went up among the patrons of The White Horse. After it had subsided, Bethberry continued:

"Unfortunately, I am called away on some urgent business at Haysend, so I shall arrive at the party ... fashionably late, as the saying goes. But enjoy. Who knows what fireworks will present themselves this year!"

A sparkle in her eye spoke of much mirth as Bethberry sat down, beside Oin, where she could quietly compliment him on his song and ask him questions about himself. She wondered if he hailed from Erebor or the Blue Mountains or if he was one of the dwarves going to join Gimli at the Glittering Caves.