Drago smiled weakly at Champignonne, running his fingers through his hair again. He figured he might as well be up front with these two, right now. It was what they deserved.
"I've just come from the Wilderlands," he said softly. "I'd been living there for about ten years, with three hobbit friends. We all set off together with the same objective--a rather foolish one, in hindsight--to learn magic," he looked tentatively from Champignonne to Ellie. What would be their reaction?
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" Where now are the Dúnedain, Elessar, Elessar?"
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