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[frodofigment]

Returning to Hobbiton has been a rather anxious ordeal for me. When I first revisited this land, I was a bit single-horned minded in what I intended to accomplish. I admit that I played a bit of a thief before I returned to the Realm. Upon my return I took to some gardening which seemed to be greatly appreciated by some of my fellows. Often times I

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[halfastgamgee]

*listens to the whole of his say, like a hobbit who was accustomed to conversing with ents, pauses a moment, knows what's not for the likes of him to interfere with, and offers simply*

If you're wanting to send him a post, sir, I can carry it to him. I'll be going there next.

[frodofigment]

That is very nice of you to offer, Halfast. Let me get things in order and get some paper.

[halfastgamgee]

No problem at all, sir.

*surveys the smial*

You know, if you go away for long periods of time, you'll need to find you someone to look after the place. It'd be a darn shame for it to run down.

[frodofigment]

Though I don't plan to leave for long periods of time... I know I deserve that statement. Yes, I will need to find someone. *chews his lip in thought*

[halfastgamgee]

*nods, not wanting to see his work and some good trees go to waste, and hopeful Iorhael will look into it*

[frodofigment]

*has an idea* Ah, there we go. I have an idea.

*picks up a rock and forms it, sets it down beside the door* He should be capable of the job, with a little bit of life. *handles him a little bit more, giving him a spark of life for when he'll be absent from the smial* There we go. With some cake in the evenings, and a tidbit of lunch not to mention some well placed gold he should be perfectly happy here.

[halfastgamgee]

*watches, startled* Blight my leaves! *puffs*

I've heard stories from Mir and Bingo, but . . . well, you have some talents there, Mr. Iorhael, and no mistake.

*shakes his head* So. *kneels down, looks at the gnome* Is he alive?

[frodofigment]

What? Oh, well, I suppose I do. *chuckles* Thank you.

Not in the traditional sense of "alive", but he is aware. I suppose you could call him a mobile-aware-stone-lifeform. If one wanted to call him something. *sits down on the step, watching Halfast and the yet to move gnome* I do hope he'll come around and move a little. I'm really not sure if he'll suffer the cold out here or not and I'd like to ask. He is a rock, but he is aware... if he will get cold, I'll make some room for him inside.