A New Face In Town

[Eledyr 85]

Fosco Willowbottom smiles as he can see the end of his travels, finally after almost 30 years he returns to the place where he was born. As the Salty Salmon arrives at the small docks Fosco smiles. Oh how has he longed for this place and now that he is here it almost seems unreal. Fosco gets his bags and leaves the boat stepping on dry land. Hmmm I do think that it is time for supper he speaks to himself. He takes out the food he had taken with him before he travelled to the vale and started holding a picknick. It doesn't take long for the first curious faces to come see who this newcommer is but it aren't halflings. Fosco notices that the animals are getting closer, he can almost touch them He takes a piece of bread and tosses it towards the geese and the chickens making sure that there is enough for all of them. After supper, wich took about a good 30 minutes Fosco stretches and stands up. Well time to find the other halflings, can't be only animals here now can there he mumbles to himself. Fosco start travelling down the road towards the living part of the Vale. He Whistles a song that he used to play on his lute, this reminds him that he has to find someone that can make him a new one. The ale that he had accidently pored over the lute hadn't done the instrument any good. When he arrives at the center of the Vale he hears laughter, singing and another weird noice like something is exploding. Curious as he is he wants to go and check it out but he is able to keep himself from doing so because firstly he must find someone to speak with. He puts away his bags on the side, hoping that none will steal it and starts looking for a fellow halfling that can show him around and perhaps even tell him how he would go around aquiering a lovely halfling hole.

[Dalek348 1962]

*as Fosco nears closer to the Inn he can hear music being played in the Inn. There is much drunken merriment going on, and the halflings appear to be celebrating. They joyfully dance around tables and sing along to the tune. A man exits the Inn, and finds Fosco listening there, and greets him merrily. Faldo invites Fosco into the Drunken Sheep Inn, and a mug of Applespice Mead is thrust into his hands, as he is encouraged to consume the ale in one big gulp*

((Enjoy the festivities for now, we'll get you a burrow in time :]))

[Eledyr 85]

*Fosco is happily suprised by all the merry halflings around him and encouraged by their cheers he empty's the cup in one gulp. The sweet taste of the apple makes Fosco turn red a bit but he manages to stay on his feet* Wow This is truly one good drink, although I assure you that adding a bit of pine needles in the mixture would make it even better but thats my personal taste ofcourse.

*Fosco smiles and orders another cup of the applespice mead and he thinks to himself, Ah home at last*

[Watyll 1104]

Dofur scurries up to Fosco

"Hello there, I'm Dofur, new here as well, what's your name?"

Dofur runs his hand through his hair nervously before extending it to Fosco

"I don't know if I'll stay here in the vale though, it might not be right for me."

[Eledyr 85]

*looks at the man that just walked up to him, smiling he answers*

Fosco Willowbottom is my name, and it is your choice I guess although if you decide to stay I would love to go and grab a pint with you sometime. For now I suggest we both attend the festivity's and have as much fun as possible ey?

*Fosco stands up, smiles at the man and walks off towards the colourfull tents*