Bree (Some years before the War of the Ring)

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Deep in thought.

Talondin walked, looking at the ground, lagging a few paces behind the rest of the group. The sun had risen high, and the party ahead was just discussing stopping briefly for some lunch.

The foremost thing on his mind, however, was whoever trailed them. He knew someone was there, but he could not hear much over the speech of the others.

&quot;What should I do about this follower..&quot; he thought to himself. Slowly and silently he drew a hidden knife from within his cloak. He spun around quickly and loosed the knife from his hand. It stuck in the ground just in front of a very surprised hobbit.

&quot;Who are you, you little tag-along?!&quot; Talondin yelled to Andy.

</p>Edited by: <A HREF=http://www.barrowdowns.com/cgi-bin/ultimatebb.cgi?ubb=get_profile&u=00000006>Gilthali on</A> at: 4/14/01 6:19:09 pm