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Re: The Common Room- enter Andy, a hobbit from Bree
Galenwen waited expectantly for the young halfling to speak.
"So, you'd hear more tales of Elves?" she asked.
Andy nodded vigorously, but didn't speak.
Galenwen laughed. "Alright," she said, "but this will be a bedtime tale for you, young one."
She lowered her voice to a whisper: "I am on a mission." Andy's eyes widened as she continued. "I am come from my kinsman Celeborn in the Golden Wood with a message for Cirdan of the Havens. That seems to be how I spend much of my time these days. No one takes notice of a lone minstrel, singing for her bed and board...going back and forth between Lorien and Rivendell, and running errands for that grumpy nag of a wizard, Mithrandir...which reminds me, where has our good innkeeper got to with my message?"
Galenwen sighed. "Oh, well, I suppose the weather is more favorable for fireside tales than for travelling."
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