Still not noticing Crystal's distress, Angry's thoughts once again turned to his pipe. He felt in desperate need of a good smoke to calm his nerves down after that near run-in with the man of Rohan. He asked Ruby once again for a pouch of Old Toby but they had run out. There had been a shortage of the weed recently due to all of the 'Strange Folk' coming into the Shire and buying it for themselves.
Looking around the Common Room again, his eyes located Halfred Hamfast and deep inside his head a connection fired. He could not go over there, however, because then surely Halfred would see him with Crystal.
Eventually his cravings for weed and over-stretched nerves forced him to approach the Hamfasts' table. Crystal didn't even seem to notic as he mumbled an excuse, slipped off his stool and sidled over to the table.
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The pain of war cannot exceed the woe of aftermath,
The drums will shake the castle wall, the ring wraiths ride in black, Ride on.
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