User blog:Auraestus/History of Glosur and Kheled-arnin part 3: Wandering

Light broke over the hills of Eriador, revealing rain-soaked green grass, and a dirty, starving, dwarven child wandering east towards who knows where. He was no one, the grassy plains was where he was going to die, and he accepted that. The sad dwarven child walked for miles on end, before thirst took him, an he fell to the the ground, and darkness overcame him....



"Gwaddyn! Get over here! He is waking up!" said a voice, obviosly from the race of men.



"Then you may leave us. I must speak to the dwarf, I have some questions for him." said another, apparently Gwaddyn.



Glosur slowly, and very groggily, opened his eyes to see a Dunedain ranger staring back at him. The man had dark brown hair and a bit of a stubble for a beard.



"Well, good to see you arent leaving to the halls of your fathers just yet, young dwarf! Tell me, what is a dwarven child doing in the middle of eriador?" Said Gwaddyn.



Glosur very tiredly said bits an pieces of what happened in the blue mountains, about the orc raid, and his family being slain. After he was done, Glosur looked at Gwaddyn, the ranger, once more. only to find him walking around the tent.



"There is a place where you will be safe, it is under our protection. The land is called 'The Shire'. I doubt you have heard of it, not many these days have, what with all the rumors of a shadow in the east, eyes have stopped caring about the west, and our numbers grow thinner by the day. But, we will hold out. We're fighers. Anyways, I will be taking you to a town called Hobbiton, you will find the occasional dwarf or elf there, but mostly its just Hobbits, or halflings"



Glosur nodded, he was confused on what half the ranger said, but where there is food, Glosur will go anywhere.



<p style="font-size:16px;line-height:26px;">"Well then! Lets get a move on shall we?"

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<p style="font-size:16px;line-height:26px;">By the time the Rangers and Glosur reached Hobbiton, it was nightime, the Rangers departed, leaving glosur at an inn in hobbiton, what was it called...the Green Dragon? Yeah that was it. They left him with a few silver coins to get started but left the rest up to fate...