The Green Dragon

[Himaran]

"Does my face seem more reaveled now?"

Bali's face broke into a deep grin. Grasping the man's hand in a vice-like squeeze, he shook it vigourously, and patted him enthusiastically on the back.

"My friend! What good fortune I met you here. Many a year has past since I left Erebor to wander, and have had little news from home. How is my father, and Uncle? Has Dwalin learnt to ride yet? If he has, I owe him six silver coins, as I thought him a fool for trying and wagered a bet against him!"

Here Bali stopped for breath, but presently continued. "And finally, how are you, Eruantalon my friend? What business brings you to this side of the world?!"