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Susan Delgado · 09-12-2002, 02:15 PM

Wasn't pipeweed not planted until about a thousand years after the founding of the Shire?

Amaranth looked around uneasily. She didn't like the look of the wall or the feel of the air around this place. Just as Baracas' hand closed around the bell pull, she said, "Wait!"
He turned around curiously. "What, lass?"
"I really don't like the way this place feels. Do we have to stop here?"
Dinodas nodded slowly. "You know, she's right, Baracas. It feels like it's...waiting for something."
Baracas looked skeptical-he felt nothing of the kind-but shrugged and turned away from the gate, bell unrung. "Aye, all right," He responded. "We can go around the hill to Staddle. There's (sic) more of us there anyway."
Amaranth sighed in relief. "Thanks, Barky."
"I told you not to call me that," He growled in response. Dinodas smiled and Amaranth suppressed a giggle.

Halfway around the hill, a sturdy looking Hobbit rode around a bend in the path and stopped when he saw them.
"Hello!" he called out cheerfully. "Hey, you two look familiar. Are you Messengers, by chance?"
"Aye, that we are," Baracas answered. "I'm Baracas, that's Dinodas, and the girl's Amaranth, one of the Lost Hobbits."
Amaranth snorted at the title and scratched Olla arounnd the ears.

"Oh, good, good. You've done better than we have, then. I'm Erling Greenhands. And that's Hob," He said, indicating the Hobbit who'd just come around the hill.
"Hob, here's some Messengers. Baracas and Dinodas, and Amaranth, a lass they found along the way," He indicated each Hobbit as he named them and Hob nodded in greeting.
Erling continued, "If you're looking for Hobbits here, don't bother. They all seem very eager to stay right where they are. But I've heard there are some villages North of here."
"Aye, that's where we're going. We were really just passing through this area," Baracas said, although he glanced wistfully up at the hill. He'd hoped for some hospitality; this was probably the last real town they'd see for a while. With a sigh, he turned back to Erling and Hob. "Well, I suppose we'd better be on. We'll go North from here and see what we see. Good luck to ye."
Erling nodded. "And to you."
With that, the five of them separated and went their own ways.

[ September 12, 2002: Message edited by: Susan Delgado ]

09-12-2002, 02:15 PM	#74
Susan Delgado The Perished Flame Join Date: Apr 2002 Location: behind my eyes Posts: 1,096	Wasn't pipeweed not planted until about a thousand years after the founding of the Shire? Amaranth looked around uneasily. She didn't like the look of the wall or the feel of the air around this place. Just as Baracas' hand closed around the bell pull, she said, "Wait!" He turned around curiously. "What, lass?" "I really don't like the way this place feels. Do we have to stop here?" Dinodas nodded slowly. "You know, she's right, Baracas. It feels like it's...waiting for something." Baracas looked skeptical-he felt nothing of the kind-but shrugged and turned away from the gate, bell unrung. "Aye, all right," He responded. "We can go around the hill to Staddle. There's (sic) more of us there anyway." Amaranth sighed in relief. "Thanks, Barky." "I told you not to call me that," He growled in response. Dinodas smiled and Amaranth suppressed a giggle. Halfway around the hill, a sturdy looking Hobbit rode around a bend in the path and stopped when he saw them. "Hello!" he called out cheerfully. "Hey, you two look familiar. Are you Messengers, by chance?" "Aye, that we are," Baracas answered. "I'm Baracas, that's Dinodas, and the girl's Amaranth, one of the Lost Hobbits." Amaranth snorted at the title and scratched Olla arounnd the ears. "Oh, good, good. You've done better than we have, then. I'm Erling Greenhands. And that's Hob," He said, indicating the Hobbit who'd just come around the hill. "Hob, here's some Messengers. Baracas and Dinodas, and Amaranth, a lass they found along the way," He indicated each Hobbit as he named them and Hob nodded in greeting. Erling continued, "If you're looking for Hobbits here, don't bother. They all seem very eager to stay right where they are. But I've heard there are some villages North of here." "Aye, that's where we're going. We were really just passing through this area," Baracas said, although he glanced wistfully up at the hill. He'd hoped for some hospitality; this was probably the last real town they'd see for a while. With a sigh, he turned back to Erling and Hob. "Well, I suppose we'd better be on. We'll go North from here and see what we see. Good luck to ye." Erling nodded. "And to you." With that, the five of them separated and went their own ways. [ September 12, 2002: Message edited by: Susan Delgado ] __________________ "Man as a whole, Man pitted against the universe, have we seen him at all 'til we see that he is like a hero in a fairy tale?"