[Barodir]

Barodir woke up after a nice little nap. He sat and thought of some things, such as how his family was doing and so on. He decided he would write to them later.

He stood up and noticed his stomach was growling. "I forgot to eat before. It has been a day since I last ate. I'm starved!" He then headed downstairs to grap something to eat.

Upon making it downstairs, Barodir noticed an increase in the amount of people in the Inn. Along with the usual Hobbits, there were now all sorts of races: Elves, Dwarves, even Orcs! And, to his utter astonishment, a Balrog! It was if all of Middle Earth had sent representatives to this small Inn or something of the sort.

On reaction to these new creatures, Barodir placed his hand on his sheathed knife, redy to draw at the first sign of threat. "This should be interesting" he said to himself.

No sooner had he reached the bottom of the stairs, when he saw Pio, the Inn Keeper, threaten the Orcs and the Balrog with a sword of some kind. He was amazed at their recoil to the blade and Pio's threats.

"I guess it's a good thing that I listened to her last time I was here" he joked. He let go of the sheathed knife, knowing that he wouldn't need to fight knowing that such security was in place.

Not wanting to brew any more fighting in the inn, Barodir got some pipe-weed, his usual 5 slices of toast, and sat down by the fireplace.

Still, he could not shake the feeling of uneasiness knowing that the Orcs were savages who would fight even with warning. He eyed his knife again and decided to keep it ready to be used, just in case of the worse...

[ March 26, 2003: Message edited by: Barodir ]