Arawethiel sighed as she finished the meal she had ordered. After eating and resting for a while she found she was not as weary as before. She began to feel more optimistic about traveling again. After all, Arawethiel thought, it could not be as bad as my trip to the Shire all the time.
Finding that she was not quite so eager to go to her room, Arawethiel began scanning the Green Dragon for someone to talk to. As she was plucking out some more leaves and twigs from her hair, she noticed a group of hobbits conversing together jollily. Perhaps they would be good enough to let her join them as well, Arawethiel thought.
After ordering another ale, she tried to fix her hair one last time and crossed the room to the trio. She politely asked "Do you mind if one of the Big Folk joins you?"
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"If I say he is a Burglar, a Burglar he is, or will be when the time comes." Gandalf sticking it to the Dwarves.
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