2008 Birthday Drabbles
Dwimordene's 2008 Birthday fics: 14. At the Sign of the Prancing Pony - Nath
Suddenly Frodo noticed a weatherbeaten stranger watching him from a shadowy corner. He was sipping from a tankard of ale, and an unlit pipe lay on the table in front of him. He wore a patched brown cloak.
"Who is he?" Frodo asked the innkeeper when he had a chance. "You didn't introduce him."
"Him?" Butterbur whispered in response. "Just one of the wandering folk; Rangers. Funny you should ask."
As Butterbur was called away, the stranger caught Frodo's eye and waved him over.
"My name is Halbarad," he said softly. "I am pleased to meet you, Master... Underhill."
"Who is he?" Frodo asked the innkeeper when he had a chance. "You didn't introduce him."
"Him?" Butterbur whispered in response. "Just one of the wandering folk; Rangers. Funny you should ask."
As Butterbur was called away, the stranger caught Frodo's eye and waved him over.
"My name is Halbarad," he said softly. "I am pleased to meet you, Master... Underhill."
