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Old 01-28-2004, 01:53 PM   #76
Kransha
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The hobbit quickly drew several satchels of pipe-weed, each with a label that told what variety it held, and set them down on the bar as the innkeeper turned her head towards the man behind her. He didn’t wait for the woman to turn back, hopping off of the stool and inching his way backward. He assumed that he had put forth enough payment for a night’s sleep and some food. There were still plenty of pouches with him, to be used for his own devices, and he didn’t need the others.

Humming quietly to himself, he avoided getting too near anyone as he made his way into the depths of the inn to find a room. It had been a long day for him and he would look forward to some rest after the journey from Longbottom. As he passed, he took notice of the other inn residents in their various situations. Though some of these folk piqued his curiosity, he thought it better to avoid contact with them. Even though the innkeeper was nice enough, he stood by his belief that men from the south had no place in any of the four Farthings of the Shire. He grumbled about this under his breath as he tried to find an empty room. He would get something to eat after some well-deserved sleep.

Tobias Hornblower was a simple hobbit with the flaws that all hobbits had, as far as he knew. He was overly lazy, though his family business made up for that, and could be a bit buffoonish at times, usually after the event of smoking for too long. He did know, however, a little more about tact and cunning than many other hobbits in the Southfarthing, which had led his family and friends to believe that he might be a Brandybuck or a Took in disguise to get at all the weed in the Hornblower family stash. He had a particular disliking of outsiders which had surfaced within him after the Great War. He, being one of the older members of his family at the time, was the hobbit most angered when the Hornblowers’ pipe-weed was commandeered by the Shire’s “new management.” After that, he never showed any inclination of caring about foreigners and tried to associate with them as little as possible, even though they seemed to be everywhere nowadays.
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