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Tale 79 told by Ellamar on 28.11.2000
Overheard conversation

Havin' been takeing to sneeking about as of late after the drider
incident I 'afore have told. I've bounded as quick as a hobbit, as I hear
someone approach nowa'days. It was just such a journey I spot
two gents walking up the North-South road from my hiddin spot
near the trees. As they got closer I overheard em speakin'
'bout some scroll the one who seemed a bit shaken had gone
an lost. The Shaken feller was a tad bit concerned 'bout this council
or what have you.

   "I was just meaning to take that shortcut by the castle,"
   "I hadn't even planed on entering..."

   "Well, I'm not going in there looking for the scroll."
   "Why did the Council of Light give it to you anyway?"
   "Do you have any Idea where you droped it?"

   "Well no I don't, as a matter of fact. I climbed a rope"
   "to get a peek out a higher window to see if I could see"
   "the road...Then I just ran east as fast as I could get"
   "out of there. Was somthin' spooked me I told ya."

   "When the Council finds out, your in for it, I'll tell you."

   "I know, A pox on my blasted Hide. They will send me such a curse"
   "if they found out I was the one who lost it."

That was all I heard before the two moved out of sight over a hill 
and I wasn't about to move till I was sure the road was clear for
many a' mile. I'll bet the do get a might upset if this sroll as
important as it sounds.
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