Hytorax

[Sicirus]

The new traveler sat down in a seat nearest to the fire next to the first hobbit. I brought him some ale and water for his pet wolf and watched tensley as the the first hobbit asked of his name or title. at first he did not answer which made the hobbit angry and knock the table over in rage.
Argh! Why now?

I hurrid over and uprighted the table but had to back of as soon as the hobbit raised herself up and took out her knife threateningly.
To my great releif Asaar came out and stoped the two from their quarrel(sp). I sighed.
"I will try to keep the fire going to warm up the whole parlour so it should be warm in other spots other then right next to the fire."
I told the shivering hobbit. I showed him a a seat next to the desk and thanked Asaar.
"What is a rager hobbit doing here?" I asked the female hobbit.

"I mean if its not to much of a personal question."

I glanced over at the other hobbit who watched us for a second at this question then turnend quickly back to his ale.
My grayhound approached the fire and settled down next to my feet yawning and ingnoring the wolf.