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Liela didn't make it to Bree until almost noon that day. She had scared the excrement out of the men, literally, when they came to, and she was sharpening her sword, she admired it, sheathed it, and attatched her harness to her. Then she threw on her cloak, and shouldered her pack. She went and picked up her end of the rope, "Stand." she demanded. The men rose with a bit of difficulty, leaning on eachother to balance themselves.

"Walk."

They trudged very slowly out of the clearing, and began the journey to Bree.

The first half hour was the best, they made good time, but then they started complaining and stumbling, and slowing down. Hence when they made it to Bree, Liela headed straight for the Law Office. She dragged the men inside, and explained the situation to the men inside, who stared at her slack jawed.

After she handed them over she turned to leave and was stopped by the clerk who was offering her a bag of money.

"What is this for?" she asked in disbelief. Why was this scrawny old man offering her money.

"You caught them, the reward is yours." he informed her in a shaky voice.

"Reward?"

"You don't mean to tell me that you don't know who these men are."

Leila shook her head.

" They're the Night Bandits, they rob travelers in the dead of night, pilloage camps, defile women. We've tried to catch them but they always narrowly escape our grasp."

Liela was surprised to say the least, if they had been having these problems for so long why hadn't they hired a ranger, or a bounty hunter. The man offered her the reward once more, and just as she was about to decline, the warg in her stomache let out a dying screech. She crimsoned and reluctantly took the money.

She walked out into the noon sunshine and yawned. She felt like she had just held up the sky for a day. Her back ached, her feet were sore from walking so far, and she could eat a mule. What precious little sleep she had gotten had been inturrupted by the bandits, and those troublesome dwarfs. Leila walked the street a little ways before coming upon and in called, 'The Prancing Pony'. She pushed open the door, the place was somewhat deserted. She rang the bell for the innkeep, although she could bare see over the counter. A moment later a tall gangly man came over to the desk, and peered down at her with dark glittering eyes, " Can I help you?" he asked in a voice that send chills up her spine. He reminded her of a spider, waiting for an unsuspecting fly to fall into its folds. Leila stilled herself and gathered her courage, " I would like a room." she said in her sternest, most demanding voice, to let this man know that she meant business, and business ONLY.

The man reached behind him and plucked a key off its hook," Just back there, anything else?" he asked a smile curling on his face, showing off a mouth full of yellow, decaying teeth.

"Food."

"I'll bring it in, that will be 10 gold peices."

Leila practically threw the money at him, grabbed the key, and walked as fast as she could without it seeming like she was frightened. She unlocked the door and hurried inside. The room was small, and had a single cot, it had a small nightstand and a chair in the corner, it had 3 small windows lining one wall, with tattered drapes. Leila got the chair from the corner and placed it directly under the door knob, for extra security. She sat on the bed for a moment, to rest her bones, then she heard the rattle of the doorknob. She grabbed a dagger from her boot, and carefully took the chair away, she oped the door a crack, and saw the innkeeper standing just outside with a tray of food. She hurriedly opened the door murmered a thanks, snatched the tray from the man, and shut the door before he hahad a chance to react. She repositioned the chair, and sat on the bed once more. She looked down at the tray, there was a bowl of what seemed to be stew, a small loaf of bread, and a jug of ale. Hunger overtook her, and she consumed everything on the tray, in a matter of minutes. Setting the tray aside she layed her head on what was supposed to be the pillow, and in minutes she was soubd asleep.

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It wasn't often dreams visited Leila, but this was one of the rare occasions they did. She dreamed of many things her life before, living with her parents, being young and careless, and playing with her sister Celelste. Although they were twins, you would have never guessed. Celeste, although she was younger by 3 minutes, was almost a full head taller than Leila, she had long blond hair like their father, and emerald green eyes. Her skin was pale, and she had a round, but pointy face, with petite features. Her eyes were round, and she had a button nose, her cheeks were always rosy pink, and her full lips matched. Leila on the other hand, had always resembled their mother more, she was short in stature, only reaching 5' 1" at best, she had deep auburn hair like her mother, and blue eyes. Her skin had a lovely olive complexion, her face was more square than Celestes'. Her eyes were also large and round, and she had a button nose, except instead of resembling a delicate peanut it had always reminded her of a giant potato. To find blush in her cheeks was rather hard, and while her lips were not thin, they weren't very full either.

Many people who did not know the girls very well, woukd have had a hard time believing they were sisters, and twins no less, but those who knew them on a more personal aquaintence, knew their hearts and their sould were about as alike as alike could be. They were both naturally quiet, but not from shyness, from thought, they were always pondering, scheming, cunning. They knew the world was not fair, but they rried their hardest to make it so. They could be gentle when they wanted to, but to others that was usually seen as weakness, so they toughened. The only difference in their personality was that Celeste prefered to destroy people with her words and mind, while Leila preferred to finish them off with her fists.

Leila dreamed they were running through the forest, they couldnt have been more than eight. They were dodging trees pretending to hunt an elk. When they came across a rabbit caught in a trap. They stopped and looked at it.

"Oh, Lei," Celeste said, " look at the poor thing, we have to help it."

" I don't think it will survive Cel, even if we do help it." Leila said, ever the pessimist.

" I still think we should do something," she said, untangling it from the trap, " I hope if i'm ever in a situation like this you'll help me. You'll save me. Or will you"

Just then her middle darkened with blood, and she looked at Leila with dead eyes, Leila tried screaming, but her voice didn't work. She tried to stop the bleeding, but it didn't have a source. She was startled awake by a rattling at her door. She sat bolt upright at the sound, her rom was filled with brilliant colors of yellows, and oranges.

It was sunset. Leila grabbed her pack, made sure her cloak was straight, flung the chair from the door, and opened it to relveal a very startled innkeeper who she pushed past, and ran out of the inn.

' How could I have slept so late.' she panicked, ' I have to make it to the Sgire before the sun is completely down. But that is impossible.'

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It was well into the night by the time Leila reached the Shire. Little lamp posts lit up the hillside, shining on a plethara of different brightly colored doors. 'I shall mark the door of the hole in which we will meet.' Leila started wandering around the hill side, there was a yellow door that had a knife mark in it, but she doubted that was the mark Gandalf would have left. She passed a red one that had a white line painted on it, and the paint looked fairly new, but something told her that was also not the mark she was looking for, she wandered for another 10 minutes before she found what she was looking for. A bright green door, with a little moon rune etched into it. Now that was more Gandalf's style. She unlatched the gate from the inside, and walked up the neatly laid rock path. She stood in front of the door and took a deep breath, and practiced what she was going to say when the host opened the door. She straightened herself, pulled her braid over her shoulder, and knocked 3 times.

That's a wrap up for chapter 2, let me know what you guys think in the reviews.