action.

[bronwe]

[ Frodo arrives rolling and tumbling across the floor.

There was a great shadow over him then, something with a terrible stench and legs too numerous to count. And now, light. He shields himself from the brightness and scoots back until he bumps against the wall, then scrambles to find shelter behind a couch. It hurts his eyes. The air is suddenly too clear, everything too clean. He fears it is a trick.

He speaks in a hush, afraid to alert the enemies but more afraid of being alone. ]

Sam? Where are you, Sam?

Comments

[bronwe]

You are kind and generous, Ashura. [ And he really doesn't mind being called little! ]

[wishmadeinfire]

I only do what I can for those new here, and a bit lost in there way.

Are you sure you do not wish me to at least point you in the right direction?

[bronwe]

Direction is something I can use.

[wishmadeinfire]

All right, well, let us see where your room is and I can tell you wish tower that is at least. They are not to hard to find once you get the right tower, if you insist on going alone.

[bronwe]

Am I to live in a tower? [ That doesn't sound so pleasant. ]

[wishmadeinfire]

Yes, all the rooms are located in such. It is not so bad as it sounds - the rooms are very nice and you can customize them as you wish. My lover and I live in a fairly large suite in that tower.

_{[He pointed.]}

[bronwe]

[ Lover... He flips through his journal and finds it. ]

The third floor.

[wishmadeinfire]

Ah, yes, I see. Well, you will be in that tower that.

_{[He pointed to another corner.]}

Climb the stairs up to the third level and simply find the room with the plaque that has your name.

[bronwe]

[ Frodo nods, and begins to walk toward the direction pointed, glancing over his shoulder. ]

Thank you.

[wishmadeinfire]

You are welcome, little one. I hope some sleep helps you, and if you have more questions when you wake, feel free to call for me.

[bronwe]

[ He bows his head out of respect, and starts trotting away to his room! ]

[wishmadeinfire]

Good luck!

_{[He felt the poor thing might need it.]}

[bronwe]

[ In spades! ]