* Gandalf had of course nodded agreement to the Hobbit's offer of Longbottom Leaf and conversation after the meal of juicy golden-brown herbed mushrooms and strong hearty coffee. He then allowed her what privacy she needed to eat, think, and doodle with the decisive-sounding strokes of satisfying artistic creation that brushing charcoal over parchment produces. The morning offered time enough to exchange insight on how trade was faring between the Shire and the lands of the Big People, wolf sightings, missing wagons, and any other unusual occurrences along the main roads. *
* Meanwhile, an old friend approached on horseback and dismounted. *
Well met, Arcon, join us around the fire! [img]smilies/smile.gif[/img] To answer your question, just going about my normal business, only I seem to have picked up quite a bit of company. Turned out to have been a good thing. For while there've been reports of an increase in unsavory characters along this road, the appearance of a wraith last night was an unexpected danger despite our nearness to the Barrows. It took our combined efforts to finally defeat the foul creature. Bethberry, Meneli, and Elenna in particular rose to the occasion in warrior form, with Naaramare in the role of healer providing much needed support to Bethberry and Birdie generously volunteering to help out with anything that might arise in the aftermath.
The immediate road takes us to Tharbad by way of Sarn Ford. From Tharbad, I continue on ... well, that's getting too far ahead. * Gandalf looked at the war horse from Mordor, wondering if the beast would even be allowed passage through all the territory that the wizard might cover. * Easier to say, we share the road for as long as we're meant to.
[ July 03, 2002: Message edited by: Gandalf_theGrey ]
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