<< ooc:many apologies, i have not been able to get to my computer for some time, but im back and i have read most.>>
bic: Faryn's heart was content, hovering over the merrily crackling fire making sure "Miss Belle" was warm enough, fussing over weather she had enough quilts or not, giving even her own to make sure she stayed warm until she insisted that she was being more of a hinderance than a help, was when she finally fell back to toasting bits of bread on a stick, when there was a sudden noise, and there was a whirl of happenings, and a knife appeared from somewhere, and in that instance , Faryn's sword was drawn and ready in her hand, and she hovered just behind Tallin, should she need any help, and just in front of Miss Belle, should she need protecting.
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A Hobbit of Bywater
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