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[thewhitetree]

...!! Beechbone and I are in Eriador! Somewhere. The plantlife around here needed some help after all that Jello, so we've been wandering around caring for it. Poor plants. Poor trees.

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-pauses briefly, before dancing happily around Beechbone- Where next, my dear ent?

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[flaming_ent]

*hoom* We could visit my friend, Goodwife Asphodel. Asphodel Brandybuck, that is. Her residence lies this way. *hom* Careful of the rocks there. Hard on the feet the are.

[thewhitetree]

-flits around the rocks carefully- Asphodel~? Sounds shiny... When will we get there? -smiles brightly-

[flaming_ent]

Sadly, she is not *hoom* shiny. Not shiny the way you are. *smiles* She is a nice hobbit-lady and bakes a lot with her shiny oven. She bakes the sort of *hom* food humans and hobbits like to eat.
I think we are about an hour's walk from her home. A very pleasant home. *hoom* Nice gardens in the area.

[thewhitetree]

-trips upon hearing the word hobbit- ..!! Ow!

Hobbit, you say? -fearful look- Like that other hobbit? ;_;

[flaming_ent]

*while walking, she begins to think about being human, wishing that for once, for only a little while, she would not be twice the size of all her friends, that she could look up at trees, properly see bushes, and maybe even enter a friend's house rather than sit outside talking with the local squirrels*