[SonOfBombadil]

Ferumbras looked at the little camp fire he had started with satisfaction. It had taken him much of the morning to get it going and to set up his invention. I may not be the best at starting fires, Ferumbras started, but I do know a thing or two about putting them out! He then turned towards the inn, about 30 yards away, to find Aman.

Ferumbras walked through the door, the smell of elvensies remnants, along with pipesmoke and freshly cut wood wafted through his nostrils. He scanned the room for the Rohirric innkeeper. Ah! There she is! Next to that.. um.. gentleman. The little hobbit scurried over.

Ferumbras started speaking in a business-like, yet friendly voice. "Pardon me misstress Aman, but I've set up a demonstration of my invention. If you and the other workers of the inn have half a moment, I'd love to show it to you in action." The sandy-gold haired hobbit smiled and hoped for a positive reaction.