As night fell on Bree, Eibwen became
worried. She had no escort to keep her safe from the ruffians and
others that might want to do here harm. It's at times like these that
she notices the great number of hooded figures. Why would they hide
their faces if they were not up to no good? Luckily she ran across
one of her kin on the streets. She was checking her mail because she
was expecting something from him and to send something to him. She
pretended not to to notice him and mailed the item anyway. He was
very flirtatious and she wasn't sure how to respond to that. Her
thoughts would drift back to the love she'd lost in a bandit raid,
but her heart is mending mostly and though moving on is not out of
the question, Khazrax might move a little fast for Eibwen. But then
she decided there's no harm in flirting, and didn't ask him to stop.
Another kin, Wolfcub, ran up to the pair and he pretended to swoon at Eibwen. She knew he was joking and when Khaz asked if Wolf was alright, she informed Khaz that Wolf just liked the hobbit made dress she was wearing. The night before she'd shown it off to Wolf and when she told him she bought it in The Shire, he said that hobbits liked to make dresses that would turn see through when wet. She was almost sure he was joking on that matter, but has vowed to never get her dress wet. Just in case.
Wolf had other matters to attend to and
left after a little show of light and magic that secretly impressed
Eibwen. Khazrax offered to escort Eibwen the rest of the night. She
needed to go to her vault and felt that a guard was a good thing to
have on such an endeavor. After the vault visit, he'd asked her where
she'd learned to fish -it was fish trophy she'd mailed him- and so
she took him to go meet the hobby master in Bree-Town. Then they went
to see a woman who knows a thing or two more about fishing than
Eibwen does in Staddle.
It wasn't long before Khazrax was
casting and reeling right alongside Eibwen and even caught a fish or
two of his own worthy of turning into a trophy. People kept swimming
through the pond and scaring the fish, so Eibwen decided she might as
well just go swimming herself. She took off her
probably-see-through-when-wet-hobbit-made dress, laid down her
fishing pole, and hopped in. Khazrax asked nicely if he could join
her first and she found this to be a welcomed thing to do. It was
very polite and impressed her a bit. The pair swam about a bit. The
sun has risen by this time and so the water was cold, but not
freezing. Eibwen found it refreshing.
After the swim, the pair went over to
the oven to dry off, warm up, and cook some breakfast. Eibwen then
fell asleep in the grass.
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