The Green Dragon. My goodness, it's been ages. *sets suitcase down alongside a bag of golf clubs*
How things have changed. *looks around* I don't know who even LIVES at Bag End anymore, much less Back End. Best to stop at the Dragon for the night and get the latest sock puppet news. *enters establishment*
Froie and I are walking along the road toward Tuckborough. Our attempts to find Sam and Frodo have thus far failed. None of the many travelers we have questioned along the way have been able to help us.
Froie? Where has your father made camp in the past? Does he have some favorite spots?
Bingo truly missed an excellent meal the other night. Adamanta and I dined together and had some very fine conversation. Hardly boring at all, surprisingly.Bingo and Arathorn were going to join us but they must have found something else to do. *coughs
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Life in Back End is pretty peaceful right now. About all I've been doing (besides toying with my golf swing when the weather permits) has been to carry letters of communication between Arathorn and Tobey
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For now, I'm out in the woods with my lantern, searching for Bingo. He's still in koala form so I suppose looking up into the trees would be a smart way to go.
I'm not alone. Isengar is nearby as is Folco and Iorhael, and I did see Melba and Celadine a while back. Hopefully, Bingo hasn't gone far.