The Beginning of a Beautiful Friendship
Such curious creatures. Newcomers to Bree since last my wanderings led here. Most like Men in appearance, yet shorter than Dwarves, beardless and Elven-eared.
I was relaxing at the Prancing Pony when a group of them took the table beside mine. They began to engage in the oddest practice – burning dried leaves and inhaling the smoke! Despite myself, the fire in my nature was fascinated; I asked if I might partake. Suspicious at first, when my enjoyment of the experience became obvious, they welcomed me as one of their own.
Perhaps tomorrow I shall see how they like my fireworks.