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[isengar_took]

Well, someone's got to do something.

*turns to the search party*

I'm going to go that way. *points at dark, forboding forest area*

*puts down Bagshot and starts off*

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[tobeyman]

Hey! *runs to catch up*

I'll walk with you, Isengar. If we run into danger, I can whisk you away unless the danger strikes me first. The chances of danger occurring in the Shire are incalculable slim to none.

We have to look for clues.

*walks by Isengar's side How DO I see out of this mask anyway? Oh well. I didn't design the thing.*

[isengar_took]

Thank you. You're a good friend.

I don't know what kind of clues we might find, and I myself am rather clueless (or so I've been told).

*despite being clueless, looks for clues*

[celebrimborx]

*slips quietly and Elf-like Is that redundant? to Isengar's side; walks*

I will aide you in your search for clues. My eyes miss very little. Nor my ears.

*scans the forest ahead*

[isengar_took]

Thank you, sir Elf. Since you're so much taller than I am, I hope you'll be able to see more than I.

[celbrandybuck]

*picks up and puts on backpack, secures her ax, takes Melba's hand, and walks along with Isengar* I guess with the snow melting there wouldn't be any tracks anywhere.

*looks at Melba and helps her straighten her cloak* You have everything you need, sweets?

[melbatook]

*puts on her cloak, secures her sword and pouch, holds Celly's hand* Well, one good thing: we probably won't need bug spray this time of year.

*touches Celly's nose, smiles at her* Everything. *takes her had again*

So, you got a feeling about this direction, Uncle Sennie?

[isengar_took]

Not really, but Bagshot was over this way the other day .... maybe he knows something we don't. Oh, if only we lived in Narnia or Oz and he could talk .....

[melbatook]

I saw Bagshot just a little while ago by the spot at the end of the yard where we just went into the woods. *points back* I've seen him there a few times recently. I didn't see anything unusul there, but I don't know what a tracker would look for--I didn't look that close.

[anonymous]

*in the leaves behind them*

Tromp . . . tromp . . . tromp . . .

[isengar_took]

*stops*

*quietly* Celebrimbor, that better be you.

*spins about quickly, scimitar ready to strike*

[celbrandybuck]

*hears the tromping sound behind them and sees Isengar spin, spins quickly as she's taking up the rear, readies her ax*

[melbatook]

*runs back to her side draws her sword, whispers to her* What in Arda is it?