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Susan Delgado · 10-11-2002, 01:52 PM

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Hardo looked at the older Dwarf for a moment. His outburst was more tha odd and out of place; it was a little worrying. He had to travel a thousand miles with this person? Perhaps he'd be better off leading the Hobbits by himself, without the Dwarves and their lack of self control. He bacame aware that someone had addressed him. It was Theron.

"What?" He said.
"I asked where you were planning to go after you left Bree," The Dwarf repeated, somewhat irritatedly. He didn't appreciate people not paying attention when he spoke.
"Oh. I thought we'd continue down the West Road until we get to Rivendell and then decide where to go from there."
"Rivendell!" The oldest Dwarf, Mikhelm, shouted, "No way you'll get me to go along with a bunch of Elves!" He leapt to his feet and seemed ready to storm out the door, but Serin, the youngest of the three Dwarves and the only one who hadn't spoken yet, grabbed the back of Mikhelm's tunic and pulled him back down onto the bench with a muttered, "Sit down and be quiet."
Hardo gave him the doubtful looka again and said, "I didn't say we'd be going with the Elves. I said we'd choose where to go after Rivendell."
The Dwarf growled to himself and went after his meal as if it deserved a punishment. The others ignored him and continued their conversation.

[ October 11, 2002: Message edited by: Susan Delgado ]

10-11-2002, 01:52 PM	#210
Susan Delgado The Perished Flame Join Date: Apr 2002 Location: behind my eyes Posts: 1,096	****Shire**** Hardo looked at the older Dwarf for a moment. His outburst was more tha odd and out of place; it was a little worrying. He had to travel a thousand miles with this person? Perhaps he'd be better off leading the Hobbits by himself, without the Dwarves and their lack of self control. He bacame aware that someone had addressed him. It was Theron. "What?" He said. "I asked where you were planning to go after you left Bree," The Dwarf repeated, somewhat irritatedly. He didn't appreciate people not paying attention when he spoke. "Oh. I thought we'd continue down the West Road until we get to Rivendell and then decide where to go from there." "Rivendell!" The oldest Dwarf, Mikhelm, shouted, "No way you'll get me to go along with a bunch of Elves!" He leapt to his feet and seemed ready to storm out the door, but Serin, the youngest of the three Dwarves and the only one who hadn't spoken yet, grabbed the back of Mikhelm's tunic and pulled him back down onto the bench with a muttered, "Sit down and be quiet." Hardo gave him the doubtful looka again and said, "I didn't say we'd be going with the Elves. I said we'd choose where to go after Rivendell." The Dwarf growled to himself and went after his meal as if it deserved a punishment. The others ignored him and continued their conversation. [ October 11, 2002: Message edited by: Susan Delgado ] __________________ "Man as a whole, Man pitted against the universe, have we seen him at all 'til we see that he is like a hero in a fairy tale?"