Four hobbits walk into the Prancing Pony. Ronald Dwale leads the group to an open table and sits down calmly lighting his pipe.
"It is a pleasure to be in your comapny once more," Ronald says.
"We gladly celebrate your return from the place of the lions and your return to our gentle embrace," Carlo Williams says.
Sir Butterbur please bring us a round of wine so that we might toast the return of our friend," Jack Lewisdown says "our pilgim who traveled the lost road."
"Thank you both," Ronald says "I will always revel in your presence and the joy you bring me."
"We were less while you were gone," Owen Farfield says "worlds apart with the speakers meaning lost without a complete group to analyze the meaning."
"The change of location was an exemplary idea for inspiring new thoughts and stories," Jack says.
"New world forged through new experiance," Carlo says "but only under the condition that we don't return unthinking to familiar patterns."
"A certain amount of our common processes might be of some use as if we fall too far away from who we are we will find ourselves become someone we don't recognize," Owen says.
"Very true and on that point I would suggest resuming our conversation on our works."
"I do apologize for having no more written than I did during our previous meeting," Ronald says.
"That is understandable given the circumstances," Jack says "the terrors of battle do not lend well to the immediate success in literary endeavors."
"Perhaps not, but seeing the violence and death along with the resault of the idea that being strong means being right does inspire thought."
"Do you intend to use that idea in your next story?" Carlo asks.
"The corruption of power and the evil that can be brought by militaristic thoughs," Ronald says. "That could be interesting."