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A small wooden boat sails across the waters, headed toward Trollsbane. With a grin on Lotho's face, he reaches in his small bag. Soon, a piece of bread comes into view in Lotho's eyes. The owner of the boat slowly turns toward the halfling...

"Err..Your eating again..? I don't know. You should spare your food halfling, it could be awhile."

With a frown on Lotho's face, he begins to speak...

"I'm sure I'll have enough to last. I just need to get to the town as soon as I can."

The human continues to paddle in the cold blue waters. With a serious look on his face, he gives out a large sigh.

"Mr. Green, it could be many days. Save yer food. I don't want to arrive the island with a dead halfling in my boat." The human laughs.

The halfling turns away from the human, looking out far into the water, awaiting to reach the land...
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Lotho Green
Tailor, Farmer, & Baker of Trollsbane.

Frendri Knoll, on the same boat, looks longingly at the piece of bread.

I'm so jealous. I ran out o' bread aboot four weeks ago. Now all I got is dried ham. Hardly satisfies a hobbit, ya know?

Lotho chuckles at Frendri Knoll.

"I know what you mean. I still have plenty of food though. It could last me another two weeks or so. If you ever need any, feel free to grab some out of the bag."

Throwing the bag onto the ground near Frendri, Lotho then sits down. Quickly he gets back to reading an old book he took with him on his journey...
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Lotho Green
Tailor, Farmer, & Baker of Trollsbane.

A day has passed and Lotho feels very hungry. He decides to grab an apple out of his bag without worry of the boat owner. Lotho thinks to himself, "It is morning isn't it? Time for breakfast." Feeling strange on eating an apple for breakfast, he searches his bag, hoping to find something more of a breakfast. With a frown on his face, Lotho throws the old leather bag down. With a short pause, Lotho looks at the human. For awhile Lotho is tempted to row the boat. Soon after grabbing the paddle, it slips out of Lotho's hands. Coming close to sinking in the water, Lotho quickly snatches wooden paddle. With a short little sigh, he begins to paddle his way. (Without taking a look at the map.) Soon later, the human gives out a long grumble...

"Argh..Mr. Green. What are you doing..?"

"I'm rowing the boat..s-sir." Lotho says.

The human turns red, as a sign of anger...

"Did you look at the map..before you took over control of MY boat..?"

Soon, Lotho begins to learn of what mistake he had made. Knowing the fact that he was in trouble, he shakes his head.

"I'm sorry..sir, I didn't." Lotho says.

The human begins to yell and scream, while getting up. Looking at Lotho, he even begins to stomp loudly on the boat. Without listening, Lotho only can think of one word that is stuck in his head: "Lunch."
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Lotho Green
Tailor, Farmer, & Baker of Trollsbane.

Lotho wakes up finding himself near a large area of grass and trees.

"Eh..it's about time ye woke up.." The human says.

"Well..here we are. Trollsbane is south from here."

Lotho climbs out of the boat, watching as the trees blow in the wind. With a quick rub of his eye, he begins to march forward. Just then the human grumbles...

"I don't think you paid me halfling. Here, take your bag." he says.

After handing the human some coins, he continues to head south, into the town of Trollsbane...
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Lotho Green
Tailor, Farmer, & Baker of Trollsbane.

After a long period of time, Lotho finds a large area of sand. Looking around, it comes to Lotho's head that this large area must be a desert. On his knee, he picks up a large chunk of sand and lets the wind carry it away. After walking a little further, a scorpian is a caught in Lotho's eye. With a silent gasp, Lotho stands still. The scorpian slowly makes his way toward the young halfling. Slowly, Lotho reaches into his bag, only to pull out a small apple. Not knowing much about scorpians, Lotho decides to throw the apple. Soon after the apple lands near the scorpian, Lotho begins to run with all the strength he has. Looking back, Lotho hopes to see the scorpian, examining the apple. Instead, the scorpian decided to ignore the fruit, and chase after the halfling. Quickly, Lotho climbs his way up a tree...

"Great, looks like I'll be spending the night here..." he says.

After awhile, Lotho throws some more food out to the scorpian, hoping it will go away.

"I must get to Trollsbane..."
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Lotho Green
Tailor, Farmer, & Baker of Trollsbane.

With the scorpian gone, Lotho climbs down the tree and heads south, returning to Trollsbane. Luckly, because of Lotho's recent visit at Trollsbane, he manages to get to the forest quickly. After a quick swing of his axe, Lotho cuts the rest up into a pile of logs. With that, Lotho makes a fire and begins to make some bread and rolls...
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Lotho Green
Tailor, Farmer, & Baker of Trollsbane.

An elf walks into the ring of light cast by the fire

"Hello sir hobbit"

the elf bows

mind if i take a seat? I've been traveling for days. I would be happy to share my food with you...

Lotho turns his head toward the elf...

"Well..if you want." Lotho says.

Lotho begins to chew quickly on a small roll...

elf walks over and sits on a log, he draws his cloak up tight against the cold.

what are you doing out here so far away from Trollsbane my little friend?

Bumbol sees the young halfling and realizes he has never seen his face before. Bumbol walks over to the halfling...

Hullo there friend, My name is Bumbol Woodstock, what is your name?

Lotho looks toward the elf...

"I will go near Trollsbane soon. Right now I must eat, and sleep..."

Lotho smiles while eating another roll...