Elboron nodded again, smiling now. "The pleasure is all mine." He said to Anira.

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Lughir nodded, and watched as a few men started a fight. When Barliman Butterbur came in, you could see he wasn't happy about it.
"Now if you want to start a fight, Bill Ferny, you will take it outside! I will have none of that stuff going on in my tavern as long as I'm around," he huffed, and pushed the mean-eyed looking man out the door along with a strange Southerner who seemed to be Ferny's accomplice in the fight.

"That Ferny is more trouble than his worth," Trotterfoot mumbled, he had been watching the fight with curiosity. "Though I heard he sold a pony to Strider and some hobbits not long back. They haven't been heard from in this part of the world since."
"That might be the strange thing my cousin was talkin' about. Maybe ol' Strider be needin' help with what ever business he's got in the South," replied Honion.
"You don't think he's going to..." started Trotterfoot, but was cut off by Lughir.
"Nah, you know Strider. He'll keep to the Ranger ways. Anyway. All who wants to come along can, though we go on foot. I don't have a horse, and don't want to buy any from around here since the only ones to be bought are from Ferny. All those that do come along, me, Trotterfoot and Honion had planned to leave at the break of day, no matter what direction we were headed."

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Anira smiled and nodded at Elboron. She was about to speak when the brawl of drunken men drew her attention. "Fools." she muttered under her breath as she watched the fight, remembering the reasons why she avoided the haven of such foolish mortals. She then turned to Lughir. "It will be an honor to travel among such warriors, if you will have me as a companion. To ride or walk, makes little difference to me-as long as I am able to hunt the forces of darkness." she replied.

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((Just so you know, Armith's a Ranger to.))

"Sounds good. I have a horse with me, but he will follow us with a a problem," said Armith, when Lughir said they would leave at dawn, "Stider? That sound firmilar, he's the tall one who used to live in Rivendell, right?"
She grabbed a tankered from a passing barmaid and took a sip.

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"Sounds good. I have a horse with me, but he will follow us with a a problem," said Armith, when Lughir said they would leave at dawn, "Stider? That sound firmilar, he's the tall one who used to live in Rivendell, right?"
She grabbed a tankered from a pasting barmaid and took a sip.

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Ruth Ann picked herself up from the ground and was about ready to end this fight with knife in hand. The only thing that saved the lives of those anti-gentleman was a tingling about Ruth Ann's ear about Strider and the four hobbits. Lowering her arm, Ruth Ann lowered the knife to her side. "Aragorn," she muttered, trying to stare through the crowd and make out where the voices came from, and trailed off, "Frodo.."

Picking her way through the stunned men, Ruth Ann was able to see the table where she presumed everyone sat at. Wary of being noticed, she only pocketed her knife and sat down nearby to hopefully overhear plans.

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Lughir scowled.
"Carefull your toung where weary ears can overhear," he said, just above a whisper. "But aye, Strider Chief of the Dunadain. What other Strider would their be?"
Honion shook his head at Lughir.
"You're too carefull for your own good, Lughir."
"And you may not be carefull enough," he replied.
"Well If theres going to be an early starte, I think I'll head to bed. Keeping up is tiring business with the short legged," said Trotterfoot, and left.
"Sometimes you'd think he's part hobbit, no offense to to hobbits." Honion chuckled. "So tomorrow morning at day break, meet here." With that Honion left as well...

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"Right," said Armith nodded her head. She had lived in Mirkwood most of her life, until her father die, so she always knew Strider to another name. She never got why people couldn't just be known by one name. "Well," she said, standing up, "See you all in the morning.

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Anira bid the remaining rangers goodnight before she rose and headed off as well. A new hunt. she thought with anticipation. Good. I'll do all in my power to halt the servants of the Dark Lord. she thought as stepped outside.

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Ruth Ann stayed dormant at the table, hoping to hear more. However, when nothing came, and everyone moved onward, she secluded herself to her own little world of pity while heading off to her own room for solitude.

Opening the door, Ruth Ann wandered into a little cavern that consisted of a single bed and other intricate objects to make the room a little more like home for normal hobbits. Plotting herself down in the chair, Ruth Ann could not go to sleep. Which, to her fortune, was nice because she niether wanted to go to sleep. She only remained curled up in her chair staring out of the window with her mind wandering to the South.

(Should we maybe skip forward to morning?)

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The next morning at dawn, Lughir, Honion, and Trotterfoot waited at the West gate in Bree. They waited in silence for the others that had said they'd travel with them. All three had hoods covering their faces, and cloaks wrapped tightly around them to keep away the dew of the early morning. A mist had covered the town, and the sun's rays were just starting to come over the East horizon, but had a hard time breaking through the mist, making the atmosphere eerie. Few sounds could be heard for the town had not woken up yet.

Lughir sharpened his sword with a stone, while Handion flipped a dagger around in his hands. Trottefoot looked out for the rest of the party...

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Anira woke at dawn and proceeded to the gate. Drawing her hood about her, she quickly spotted the three companions she had met only the night before. Walking up to them, she nodded in greeting and stood beside them while waiting for the rest of their party.

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Armith woke up at dawn and went down to the stable. She tacked Galahir and walked to the gates of bree, her horse following behind her.
"Good morning," she said, cheerfully to the rest of the party.

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Ruth Ann remained awake all night, staring at the window. She was too worried and depressed to feel an ounce of tiredness. Getting up from her chair once the sun had risen, Ruth Ann decided following the group would be the best thing to do. They knew of Frodo, Sam, Aragorn, and the rest of the bunch, so, maybe, just maybe, they would all be heading South.

Ruth Ann was as soon downstairs as she was out of the door. Mr. Butterbur has hardly the time to think before she passed right in front of the desk and onto the dirt road to hopefully find the small group.

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Ruth Ann remained awake all night, staring at the window. She was too worried and depressed to feel an ounce of tiredness. Getting up from her chair once the sun had risen, Ruth Ann decided following the group would be the best thing to do. They knew of Frodo, Sam, Aragorn, and the rest of the bunch, so, maybe, just maybe, they would all be heading South.

Ruth Ann was as soon downstairs as she was out of the door. Mr. Butterbur has hardly the time to think before she passed right in front of the desk and onto the dirt road to hopefully find the small group.

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((geez, you guys go quickly!))

Elboron came out of the shadows, again with his cloak on. He smiled slightly, his hood down and his brown hair in his eyes, the wind blowing slightly.

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