To Bree and the Prancing Pony

[glints_on_snow]

It was in Bree that the enormity of what she had undertaken truly settled on Diamond like a heavy quilt that was several sizes too large for her small hobbit shoulders. Bree was not much further than a day's journal from the Brandywine Bridge, yet for the hobbits of the Shire, it marked the true beginning of world Outside: "Inside", of course,

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[trickster_loki]

A man's voice, behind her, broke her reverie. "You look rather a bit lonely, lass. Ladies such as yourself shouldn't eat alone. Especially when they're journeying to see a dragon."

[glints_on_snow]

::Turns to see trickster_loki, and smiles broadly::

Oh, hello! I see that you found the Prancing Pony! It's a lovely tavern, isn't it? Please join me. Have you eaten? Do you care for a pint?

[trickster_loki]

Loki smiles in return. "It is quite lovely at that. And no, I've not eaten and I'd love a pint. How has your journey been so far?"

[glints_on_snow]

::signals for Butterbur to bring trickster_loki a pint and some food::

My journey has been uneventful so far. I hope it remains so! I shall make for Rivendell next. There are still some elves there yet and they are known to me. I'm sure that they will give me whatever provisions that we need to get all the way to the dragon. From Rivendell, we shall go to the Carrock, to see Beorn, the skin-changer. It's said that he helped old Bilbo Baggins travel across the wilderness and I dearly hope that he will help us. Have you ever heard of a skin-changer? Sometimes he is a man, but sometimes he is a bear. He is lord of that region. With his help, we should be able to get most of the way on our journey.