The Green Dragon Inn - Part 8

[Fool Of A Took]

"Ehrrr, well... Actually I am from Hobbiton but I have heard that the harvest was good this year, especially the mushrooms." Ferdibrand said. Ferdibrand still wondered who this person was. He took up his own pipe. "But anyway, enough about me, where are you from and who are you?" he said and lighted his pipe. He looked at the stranger beside him. Still he looked into the fireplace and almost seemed like he were sleeping. Ferdibrand drew a deep sigh. Is he a Ranger?, that question came to his mind all the time.

He started to get cold, he didnt know why. He couldnt see that any window were open. He moved closer to the fireplace and so did the stranger beside him. Feribrand drew the coat tighter around him. Maybe the stranger was a bandit!, he thought, and maybe hes going to rob me! Ferdibrand almost started to laugh at his own silly thoughts. Of course he wasnt a robber. Just a stranger. Then the stranger turned his head to Ferdibrand again and Ferdibrand awaited what he were going to say.