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doug*platypus · 01-03-2003, 06:22 AM

Even on such a crisp winter morning, the bright sun of the Shire was enough to awaken the laziest and most tired of Hobbits. Biffo Proudfoot was neither lazy, nor in this particular case tired, having turned in early the previous night, shortly after the man with the wounded shoulder had been put to rest. Biffo had retired early to think and to sleep. [I]'Still, one out of two isn't bad, after all'[/I ]he thought to himself as he swung out of bed. Biffo had left the shades open, and could see a fine morning outside, though it was a little frosty on the ground.

After ducking his head into some cold water in one of the inn's modest bathrooms, the Hobbit managed to find a door leading outside to the privvies. On Biffo's return, he happened to spot the wounded man from last night, apparently recovered, standing on his own in a courtyard. Even more odd, the man had his sword drawn. His left arm was still in obvious discomfort, as he stood clenching and unclenching his fist. The man's breath was ragged in the early morning chill. Biffo decided that all things considered, it was time to rejoin the company in the common room.

As he walked back in to the common room, Biffo spotted several familiar faces as well as one or two new ones. Pio the able innkeeper and healer was by the fire, looking peaceful but hardly very rested. Cami, the Hobbit who had drafted Biffo into her Kitchen Army last night sat next to her, a little worse for wear.

"Good morning!" Biffo called to them as he walked past. In the corner next to an Elf maid was his second cousin (or was it third?), Belle. Even the prospects of yet another breakfast with his relatives could not daunt Biffo on this day, and he strolled over to take a seat next to the unlikely pair, taking off his hat and setting it nearby.

After introductions, Belle began to bring her kinshobbit up to speed on the goings on at the Inn. It certainly was a lively place. Biffo planned to take a walk around Bywater later in the morning, but thought that he would come back afterwards. After all, he was a free Hobbit, for a while.

Biffo politely waited for a lull in the conversation to bring up a topic rather pressing to his mind. When it was apparent that Belle didn't seem to allow for such lulls, he interrupted.

"Who do you suppose is in charge of breakfasts around here?"

01-03-2003, 06:22 AM	#11
doug*platypus Delver in the Deep Join Date: Dec 2002 Location: Aotearoa Posts: 960	Even on such a crisp winter morning, the bright sun of the Shire was enough to awaken the laziest and most tired of Hobbits. Biffo Proudfoot was neither lazy, nor in this particular case tired, having turned in early the previous night, shortly after the man with the wounded shoulder had been put to rest. Biffo had retired early to think and to sleep. [I]'Still, one out of two isn't bad, after all'[/I ]he thought to himself as he swung out of bed. Biffo had left the shades open, and could see a fine morning outside, though it was a little frosty on the ground. After ducking his head into some cold water in one of the inn's modest bathrooms, the Hobbit managed to find a door leading outside to the privvies. On Biffo's return, he happened to spot the wounded man from last night, apparently recovered, standing on his own in a courtyard. Even more odd, the man had his sword drawn. His left arm was still in obvious discomfort, as he stood clenching and unclenching his fist. The man's breath was ragged in the early morning chill. Biffo decided that all things considered, it was time to rejoin the company in the common room. As he walked back in to the common room, Biffo spotted several familiar faces as well as one or two new ones. Pio the able innkeeper and healer was by the fire, looking peaceful but hardly very rested. Cami, the Hobbit who had drafted Biffo into her Kitchen Army last night sat next to her, a little worse for wear. "Good morning!" Biffo called to them as he walked past. In the corner next to an Elf maid was his second cousin (or was it third?), Belle. Even the prospects of yet another breakfast with his relatives could not daunt Biffo on this day, and he strolled over to take a seat next to the unlikely pair, taking off his hat and setting it nearby. After introductions, Belle began to bring her kinshobbit up to speed on the goings on at the Inn. It certainly was a lively place. Biffo planned to take a walk around Bywater later in the morning, but thought that he would come back afterwards. After all, he was a free Hobbit, for a while. Biffo politely waited for a lull in the conversation to bring up a topic rather pressing to his mind. When it was apparent that Belle didn't seem to allow for such lulls, he interrupted. "Who do you suppose is in charge of breakfasts around here?" __________________ But Gwindor answered: 'The doom lies in yourself, not in your name'.