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Hearing this from the gentle looking hobbit, Tarathiel gives his best smile he can despite his appearance.
"Well, I would not say no to some Lembas, but I will happily take anything you have," Tarathiel says, trying not to sound too desperate.
Before the elf knew it, he had joined his hobbit acquaintance in a mug of ale and was having a very good time.
"What brings you here to this little village?" asked Dick.
"Traveling out in the West with a small band. I got separated about a tenday ago. And since I have been looking for somewhere to rest...and I think I have found the place!" replied Tarathiel.
After an exchange of names, the tired elf felt at home.
"Why dont you meet some of my friends here? I am sure they would love to meet you," said Dick.
"I cant say no to that, either," the elf smiled.
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