Bilbo Baggins of Bag End (
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dear_mun2013-01-12 09:10 pm
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Voice testing so be nice please...
Another adventure? Surely, you've had your fill of adventures already? How am I supposed to aid Thorin on his quest if you wish to send me off to a strange land? I'd rather sit here and smoke my pipe, thank you very much. Also, what's wrong with sitting down once in a while and enjoying some homemade jam on crunchy toast?
I've had my fair share of adventure so far, thank you. I know I'm a Took but I'm also a Baggins. Please try to remember that. Now, where did I place that teapot?
I've had my fair share of adventure so far, thank you. I know I'm a Took but I'm also a Baggins. Please try to remember that. Now, where did I place that teapot?

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But a little more adventure couldn't hurt. Maybe it would benefit you in some way.
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[He rolls his eyes, shaking his head.]
You're not going to get far in life while being in the constraints of your garden and home. Live a little.
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Thorin is the dwarf prince of Erebor. He has asked me to become his burglar with him and his company of dwarves. I am to help reclaim back his kingdom from a dragon. Madness I know but....I agreed.
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[A small chuckle escapes.] That doesn't seem like a fair match.
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Therefore, he decides to be a little bit of both.]
Play your role well and we may succeed, burglar.
Aw, but he loves you really, Thorin :D
I may not be a warrior, but I can give it all I've got.
Hmph!
However, those words do strike Thorin fondly.]
I shall hold you to that, Mister Baggins. Pray, you do not disappointment me.
Re: Oh, but he does :D
Um, I don't suppose you've seen a teapot around here have you? [Sorry...]
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/bet you didn't expect this
[There's now a rather annoyed King Under the Mountain glaring at this strange corpse-like creature. Thorin doesn't know who this man was, or cared enough to know, but he's not about to let him insult the valor his kin with such an insinuation.]
The Terrible Smaug is indeed a powerful foe, but he is not invincible.
AW SNAP
For one thing, they're very short. [And he gestures to Thorin.] I doubt a band of them can take down a single dragon. Not without losses, of course.
Oh yeah!
Our small stature gives us both an advantage and disadvantage in combat, you see. We're powerful enough to slay the foulest Orc or Goblin, but I doubt even a Man could slay a dragon with ease.
[He huffs indignantly.]
We are more than prepared for the road before us. The prospect of death doesn't scare me nor anyone else in my company.
Re: Please don't mind me...
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Are you two just adorable? Someone should start a collection.
[But, Pitch narrows his gaze at Thorin, folding his hands behind his back.]
Death doesn't frighten you? Death is the ultimate failure. If you die during your 'adventure' then it will all be for naught.
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Death? No dwarf is afraid t'die. We live to fight and die on the battle field with honour. Somethin' you d'ney know nothin' about I reckon.
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[Oh look. A platypus. Perry the platypus to be exact.]
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[Certainly not helpful. Frodo can see it from here, he's wondering how long it will take Bilbo to find it.]
Timelines XD
Oh, yes that one! How did you guess?
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Here is a hint... [because he is feeling like a good tease today, Frodo deliberately looks away from where the teapot is sticking out; wouldn't do for Bilbo to guess just from that alone!]
I lie under a mountain of leaves
Though they now are without trunk or branch or whistling breeze
This mountain can grow large and messy if unattended,
but a simple lift and heave has it easily amended.
And old Bullroarer looks on, forever amused,
at this pot that Bilbo Baggins lost and overused.
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Under a mountain of leaves.....could that be-
....paper? [He smirked.] Yes, maybe. Where is it..... [He rummaged through a pile of papers before looking upon a spout, pulling the teapot out.]
Oh, how did you know?
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Yes, that's it! And there is the old teapot, safe and sound. I caught a glimpse of the oliphaunt's nose - the spout - peaking out from those papers earlier.
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I must ask....who you are. Not meaning to be rude, I've just not seen your face before.
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Frodo Baggins is my name. At your service. And your family's.
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[He took out his pipe and began smoking.]
Well, it's a pleasure to meet another Baggins around these parts. Not being disrespectful to Throin and company but.....there are a lot of dwarves.
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A pleasure to meet you again. Dwarves are fine company, but there is nothing like the company of hobbits. If they are of the interesting sort.
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I rather like you, Frodo. You seem to understand me better than anyone.
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Why thank you. I should hope so; you said yourself that we Baggins ought to stick together.
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Do you like adventures, Frodo?
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May I ask on what your other adventure is? It is unusual for one of your race to leave there homeland normally.
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Thorin is a good sort and so is his company. I aim to help them reclaim their home back because I have one and they don't. [Are you one of the Elder elves?]
Forgive me for asking but....are you from Rivendell?
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Oh how did that go then? I hope they were not too destructive. You speak of them reclaiming their home? I hope you are not referring to Erebor, since that has long been abandoned and only the fire drake dwells there.
No. I am from the forests of Greenwood, which are now known to others as Mirkwood.
You have not said much about yourself, may I know your name?
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I know of Smaug. That's why I am helping Thorin to get his home back. He doesn't have one and well,....I feel sorry for him and his kin. A hobbit must do something to help someone else. It's in our blood.
I am Bilbo Baggins of Bag End. That's where you are now, Bag End. [How did she get here?- oh well.]