A white haired man and a man with red hair and a handlebar mustache take a seat and look toward a group of hobbits throwing a party.
"They're having fun," Basil Gummidge says.
"It's nice to hear happy people," Robin Dunkley says.
"Laughter has certainly been rare around Ost Forod for the past few months."
"Once we've finished driving the invaders away we'll have more reasons to laugh."
"We've certainly hone plenty to them away," Basil says. "I was amazed to find every bounty I placed in town being turned in by a single person. I'd think an elf would have better things to do."
"Never try to understand elves. They've been a lot more active while they travel to the sea."
"Oh I would never try to explain this guy. He walked up to me dressed in bright orange, with an orange worm and sabre cat beside him and a chicken on his head. It was so strange that for a moment I thought he must be one of the wizards."
"I don't think even the strangest of the Maiar would act like that," Robin says.
"Whoever they were they were skilled hunters to have found every target. Well either that or they had a magical arrow pointing them to the exact place the enemy was standing but that's not possible."
"Of course not if it was you'd have hundreds of adventurers competing to kill them."
"However they did it I'm just glad some of the tomb raider leaders are gone," Basil says.
"I think they're just lucky. Calenglad sent him to help me. He must have just decided that the bounties looked like fun."
"What was he doing for you?"
"I needed someone to deliver stolen relics to the rangers," Robin says. "I'm not sure how he got by all the unfriendly citizens. You'd think someone bright orange with a bunch of animals with him would stand out."
"Would you try to stop someone with a sabre cat beside them?"
"No, I think I'd give them a wide berth."
"I do feel sorry for those that were counting on the money to prepare for the winter," Basil says. "I should have someone gather some emergancy supplies."
"We could just steal from the tomb radiers that the elf kill."
"I should send some people to the leaders camps. I can't imagine many raiders are left to argue about it."
"If I had thought about it ahead of time I would have had him steal food along with the pieces of the statue," Robin says. "I'll have to travel to Tyl Ruinen sometime to see the statue where it was supposed to be. I just wish Nat could tavel to see it with me."
Basil holds up his glass up, "To the fallen."
Robin holds his glass up, "To Nat." Both drink and sit in silence thinking about their lost friend.