The Haunting Of Lenfarthing

[Valon (Yokey) 168]

Nighttime falls once more in Lenfarthing. It's gentle residents lay down in their cozy burrows to sleep. All but one, that is. Yokey Fatroot, professional prankster, creeps into the inn in the dead of night. In his hands he holds a hammer and some planks. A small pouch of bluish-steel nails is tied to his belt. Yokey glances about the inn, looking for a suitable spot. Home run. He kneels at a chair on the wall, and pulls down the back. With his hammer he pops a few boards off, and re-attaches them loosely. Air seeps behind the chair, creating a small draft against the tightly-packed dirt. Yokey gets up, waddling out of the inn. He winces as he climbs up to the top of the hill under which the inn was built. With a shovel he digs down, making a tunnel to behind the chair. After nearly a half-hour, he finds the spot, crouching in front of it. From there he would be able to whisper into the inn, spooking the halflings. He smirked, looking at his handiwork. 

 

"Righ' then. Jus' gotta wai' till mornin'."

 

Yokey climbs out of the tunnel, lowering a ladder and throwing a net over the tunnel. He covers it with leaves and pine cones. He had begun The Haunting of Lenfarthing.

[Free The Hobbits 859]

The night grows dark, the prankster has brought unneeded attention to himself. Marco had heard about this fake ghost and come to teach him a lesson on pranking. Silently, he floats down the path, glowing in the night as he finds the hole the Hobbit has resided in. He dissapears, and begins to remove the leaves from the hole and begins to creep inside the hole waiting silently for the fake ghost to come meet him.

[Valon (Yokey) 168]

Yokey awakens with a yawn, plopping out of bed. He eats some quick breakfast, and goes to his hidey hole. He climbs down the ladder, and widens his eyes as he see's the unwanted guest to his haunting hole.

[Aptrotta 162]

Bartley Wildpipe skips through Lenfarthing, a squid sitting on top of his noggin'. His lips curve upwards into a smile as he notices the doors of the inn open, laughter coming from within. He skips his way on in plopping himself down a chair furrowing his brow. "Hmm" he hums reaching down to run the back of his legs. "A bit chilly here..." He mumbles looking up swinging his legs about unaware if the hole behind him.

[cman64 66]

Fredegar walks by and sees the lumpy pumpkin's doors open. he walks in and sees Bartley rubbing his legs. "Wacha doin tere Bartly? Why are ya rubbin ye legs too?"

[Aptrotta 162]

Bartley looks up, the squid sliding down his head a bit. " Its a bit cold here" he says batting his eyes.

[Major Tom 139]

Posco peeks his head into the inn, listening in on the conversation. Then chiming into the talk.

"Maybe ye should 'ake 'ha' cold squid off yer 'ead and wear a proper coa'!"

[Aptrotta 162]

" I don't own a burrow any more since it wa removed. This squid represents the hardships I must face as I go through life. I will take it off when I get a home" says Bartley in a voice like Morgan Freeman's

[Aptrotta 162]

Bartley turns his head to look at Posco. " This? " he says reaching up patting the squid gently. " We'll, when my burrow was destroyed and forced me to live in a hole under a tree... Where I still live.... I met this little buddy. His names Jives. "

[cman64 66]

"tis a bit chille in 'ere tough don' ya tink?" Says Fredegar as he hugs himself for warmth. 

[Moot 1719]

Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.