The Green Dragon

[Sword Maiden Of The Shire]

Robin Took wandered along the lonley path bowing her head against the fierce wind. She pulled her green cloak closer around her and looked farther down the road. It was very desolate save for the seldom horse and rider that would come whipping by.

She looked up and saw, faintly in the distance, a small inn, The Green Dragon it said. She suddenley became very aware how hungry she was (being a hobbit). Picking up her pace, Robin made for the inn.

The large wooden door creaked open and she stepped into the warm atmospeare. A fire was burning merrily in the hearth and she pulled back her hood revealing her dark brown hair and startling blue eyes. There were many guests sitting at different tables sipping their mugs and tending to heir busisness.

She stared around the room. There were many Elves, Dwarves, and a few Hobbits as well. She walked up to counter and ordered a bowl of piping hot porrige. She settled down in a soft chair by the fire, her insides warming up after the icy cold wind gnawing at her for the last mile or so...
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"That settles it! Short cuts make delays but inns make longer ones!" ~Frodo~

[ January 08, 2003: Message edited by: Sword Maiden Of The Shire ]