A grey haird man and a dwarf walk into the Prancing Pony and sit across from a young black haired man with a beard.
"You two are quite dirty," the black haired man says. "I'm Walt Hollytree."
"I'm Galar deep-pouches," the dwarf says "and this is Leoflac. He's not important enough to have a surname."
"I can help with that. If you want I can file your surname when I get back to work."
"I have no use for a surname," Leoflac says "it would just be one more thing to remember."
"Where did the two of you come from?"
"Ost Guruth," Galar says.
"We came to pick up some supplies," Leoflac says. "It's a long trip but Bree is the closest town we have to trade."
"That's a long trip," Walt says "how often do you make it?"
"Once a month but the people they send change each time so we don't have one pair making the trip constantly."
"As soon as the Longbeards clear out the mountain we'll have a place to stop between Ost Guruth and the Forsaken Inn," Galar says. "That might take a while with the Dourhands and orcs working together."
"We got some new allies," Leoflac says. "Who knows what the giants will do."
"I heard about the one that visited but I was in the crafting hall and was making too much noise to hear the commotion."
"There are giants in the lone lands?" Walt asks. "I've heard about the damage giants can do. Are you sure they're friendly?"
"They aren't like the giants we heard about when we were kids," Leoflac says. "This one wasn't as tall as the stories told us. Their leader, who was the one that to Ost Guruth, had huge horns hooked to his shoulders."
"He was walking around with horns?"
"From what I heard they all do and the size of the horns have something to do with their rank."
"Dwarves and humans do the same thing," Galar says. "We just use gold and fancy clothes instead of horns."
"I suppose you have a point," Walt says.
"As soon as we retake the mountain I plan on rallying the dwarves to help reclaim the swamp for the giants."
"We should have them join us on the attacks above ground," Leoflac says. "I doubt they'd fit inside the caves."
"We'll figure out a plan," Galar says. "The Longbeards won't surrender unti we've driven all our enemies out."
"I'm very glad you're on our side."
"I better get going," Walt says. "I'll need to get some sleep if I'm going to be able to work tomorrow. I'm sure the mayor will be interested in this story about giants."