[Beruthiel]

Daisy Took strolled up the path and breathed in the cool night air. She had long brown, curly hair (like most hobbits) and small ringlets dangled around her shoulders and face. She wore a long dress which was far too big for her (she had 'borrowed' it from her older sister) and it was a light blue colour. The lace at the bottom of it however had nearly worn off because it was being dragged along the ground. Daisy didn't care though, after all, it wasn't her own dress she was ruining now was it? Daisy was small even for a hobbit being about two inches shorter than the average hobbit. Her face was pretty and she had freckles covering her nose and cheeks.

Daisy hadn't been to the Green Dragon Inn for a long time. Last time she went a young woman named Pio had been the innkeeper and Daisy had been a lot younger. Now there was some new girl, Daisy didn't know her name. She thought it was mighty strange that an outsider would be running an inn in the Shire. However the Green Dragon Inn wasn't like any normal inn in the Shire. From what she'd heard it attracted lots of strangers from other lands. This awoke some strange hunger inside of her that wanted to get out of the Shire and have an adventure. At the same time there was a part of her that couldn't bear the thought of leaving behind the green hills and fields that she loved so much. So with her mind split into two, she decided she would take a chance and see what the inn had to offer. She knew there was going to be a party and it seemed the perfect oppurtunity to broaden her horizons a little.

The little hobbit lass finally turned a corner in the path and there was the inn. It looked different, like it had had been changed. She stopped walking for a moment and watched the shadows moving in the window and she could hear people laughing inside. For some reason nerves took her over. She was actually rather afraid of going into a room full of strangers.
'Oh dear don't be silly Daisy!' she told herself and bit her lip before she pushed open the door.

The place was bustling with people and Daisy wasn't quite sure what to do. A few of the patrons gave her a quick glance but they returned to their drinks and conversations almost instantly. Daisy didn't want to be standing in the middle of the room looking completely clueless so she headed for the bar. She sat herself down on one of the wooden stools and feeling quite small and lost she waited for someone to talk to her.