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Hearing the terrified whisper from the tree, he searched out the small Hobbit, pinning him in place with a gaze like emerald fire. "Don't be afraid wee one. I'm not of the Dark Ones, though they certainly know my name. I've killed enough of the bastards...but have no fears wee Hobbit, none can get you in the Forest of Old Bombadil, and not with Alric here too." He dropped from the tree lightly, landing in a crouch. "Come little one, let us go see Tom. He'll sing your fears away."