Thogan enjoyed the songs and then the story that the two were trying to tell. It seemed that the two were mischievous rascals and would love to get into trouble. He could just see them in his father's court. They would have the entire place in an uproar of laughter and having the guards chasing them all over the place. He would have to take them there some day, just to bring some real life to the palace. "Are all the young Hobbits of the Shire rambunctious as the two of you? he asked them. Even Timberlane was chuckling and smiling at their story and antics. The two looked at Thorgan and as usual began to try and out do the other with who was more rambunctious and daring making him laugh more.<br/><br/>Finally Pippen piped up, "Well the two of us out do any in the Shire." he grinned with a matter of fact smile. Merry nodded with a similar grin. They were just to amazing and light of heart for the danger that they were in and being away from their Shire. Such was needed in the world of the East. Yes, the people of the East could use such gentle and fun loving people like them.<br/><br/>Timberlane took out a pipe and lit the contents of it. At that the Hobbits jumped to their feet producing pipes of their own from their vest pockets. "Do you have any more by chance Master Wizard?" Merry asked. Timberlane smiled and took their pipes and filled them from a pouch on his belt. The two smiled and lit theirs from brands from the fire and sat down with a look a great satisfaction on their faces. "Not bad." Merry piped up again as he sat there blowing out the smoke. "Now old man Tucker, now there be one that knows how to grow and make tabacco. He has a secret recipe that he soaks the leaves in. The flavor and the smell is divine." Timberlane puffed on his pipe and nodded. The pair was beginning to grow on him.<br/><br/>When Lotharn and Flagdon returned, the two could see the relaxed atmosphere. Lotharn looked at them. Danger still lurked out there. Timberlane saw his concern. "Fear not, I have watchful of the area. Even though it does not seem like it. As if to punctuate his statement a small bird landed on his shoulder and began chirping. His face became grave and he nodded. "Another band of Orc are headed in a direction that will intercept us in a day or so. They are accompanied by some of Morgan's undead. "We must ride and ride hard tomorrow, if we are to miss them."