I want to get out of Bree. I want to get Iorhael out of Bree, and Primula. I'm scared of what Smeagol will do. I know he's looking for us. Primula was so mad when she found me. Apparently Smeagol beat Iorhael up pretty bad...she saw it. Well, at least she saw him slap him. Now, Iorhael is somewhere out there, on the streets. Alone with a broken arm
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::Good job:: *the pony growled in the rider's mind, it's slight frame quivering and transforming itself into a much larger animal of at least 18 hands. The hobbit sized rider grasped onto the shifting reigns in an attempt not to fall from the animal's back*
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*rolls it's eyes and shifts again*
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*trumpets and picks him up, tossing him aside again* ::AWAY WITH YOU!::
*fans his ears and bullies his way out of the alley, like an overgrown nightmare*
*trumpets again, shaking his head to display his tusks* ::COME OUT COME OUT MY LITTLE CHILD! I AWAIT YOU!::
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