Dwarves and Elves, Hobbits and Wizards, I present to you, A Hobbit RP! (100% Open! I just need like *Counts fingers* 14 people I guess.)((NEWSFLASH! About 6/14 people taken!)) I OFFER FREE COOKIES!

(how soon will they get the letters. should we wait days? weeks? instantanious?)

(No dude,like right now.)

Taurin walked out cheerfully to the mailbox and flipped it open, whistling a merry tune. "Hmm? What's this?" He took a fancy looking letter out of the mailbox and examined it. "I wonder who'd be writing to me…?" He wondered aloud as he neatly broke the seal, sliding the letter out of the envelope and scanning it quickly. He read it twice, then thrice. Am I reading this right? It seems like… an adventure! I'll have to go get ready! He hurriedly went back into the hobbit hole and packed his things before hopping onto his pony, Nutmeg and setting off towards the Prancing Pony. "Bye mum! Bye dad! I'll be home sooner or later!" He called back as he rode.

(Is that good?)

(just checking!)
Bev finshed his home made meal and tossed the dishes aside to be washed later. He stood and walked out to his post box and pulled out a single letter. He opened it and went running for his house. Bev tossed teh letter on the table, gathered his things and went to the neighbors. "Can i borrow your horse? i know its random and short notice but i need a ride somewhere" the neighbors agreed and brought the horse out. Bev hopped on the horse and started in the direction of the inn.

Callen studied his letter. It did concern him, But should I tell father? Maybe a trip would sound good. He thought to himself. But I should go get Soora and Luna.

(Is that good?)

(Yeah its great!)

(Thanks ^^)

Soora was too preoccupied with her newly forged sword to notice her father in the entrance to the forge holding a letter

Luna received her letter. It was strange to her. Why was she sent a letter? She walked out of her home and out into the forest. Maybe she should talk to Soora and Callen.

After sneaking around, Callen managed to find Luna and tapped her on the shoulder.

Luna jumped slightly and turned to face Callen. She signed angrily, "What the heck man?!"

Soor had soot all over her face as she finishes the eligent sword. She lifts it gently but almost drops it as her father holds out the letter. She quickly read through it then looks around, "What?"

Callen held up his letter before signing back. Did you get it?

Luna nodded but frowned as she signed, "I'm not deaf you know."

Soora hugs her father, trying to think about what just happened

He took a quick look around before signing. I don't know if we're being watched.

Taurin led his pony onto the dusty trail that led to the Prancing Pony, goading Nutmeg into a quick trot. He admired the gorgeous scenery as he trotted past it, having never been so far outside the Shire before. He had a good feeling about this adventure, but he couldn't quite put his finger on why. But no matter; he adjusted the straps of his overalls and began whistling cheerfully again.

Luna let out a long sigh. She shook it out before signing, "Point."

Sora lead her white and grey dappled horse out of Mirkwood toward Bree. She mounts him and and her cloak flows gracefully behind her as she couches Bagira into a canter

Bev rode the horse, closing in on the final stretch to the inn he say another horse and a rider, seemingly headed the same place.

Taurin soon arrived at the Prancing Pony and entrusted Nutmeg to the stable hands. Thanking them quickly, he took off his cloak and hurried inside. He was excited to find out what was in store.

So where is Soora? Callen signed to Luna. I shouls tell Legolas though. He thought to himself, he could always trust Legolas.

Soora's cloak flows gracefully as she and Bagira draw closer. She trots him down the street and puts her hood up

Luna shrugged. She didn't know where either were.

Callen sighed. Well hurry, I'm going to tell Legolas the news before we start heading there. Callen signed before he turned to find Legolas.

Soon, being sent with elven horses, supplies and cloaks they were on they're way.

Callen looked around waryly as him and Luna past the gate guard without question, it was raining, castig a dark gloom over the town. After leaving their horses in the stables, they hurringly went inside the inn with their cloaks on.

Luna was slightly shivering the water soaking through the cloak and clothes to her bones. She looked around the inn observing and listening to everything.

Oh! More people! I wonder if they're going on the adventure too? Taurin looked up as a pair of elves entered. Elves! Oh, I love elves. Such cheerful people. These ones look rather wary though. I wonder if they're worried? "Hello!" He piped up cheerfully. "I'm Taurin Puddifoot. What are your names?"

Callen glanced at the hobbit who had spoken up. "We shall not be here for long, so that isn't important." Callen said in a low voice before he spotted an old man in wrinkled grey clothing and a pointy hat puffing smoke. "Excuse me." He said politely before he walked over to the manand sat down.