The doors suddenly swung open and in came a hobbit, hardly a child to the eyes of the men. She was 20, however, and was on a journey to Rivendell to see Mr. Bilbo. He had been almost like a father to her as a child, and she loved him so.
She was no more than a day into her journey when a storm had diverted her. There were several towns along the way, but she knew no one there, and since Bywater was somewhat close to her home and had an inn, she chose to turn back and stay here.
She felt lonely and afraid. She was pretty shy and was surrounded by hobbits she didn't know. She sat down in a corner near the fireplace alone and observed the patrons.
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