Merry and Pippen were two hobbits that got bored quickly if they had to wait. So they snuck off and descended to the ground and came to a cave where they heard the deep breathing of someone sleeping. They peered in and saw a figure in robes, with a hooded cloak over his face snoring away. Near him on a belt were several darts, and a satchel. Merry moved in softly and reached down and picked the two items up, then froze as the figure moved and grumbled something in its sleep. But soon the figure was again breathing heavily in a very deep sleep. Merry moved back to Pippen and the two scurryed away back to Timberlane as everyone began to run for it. They joined them and made it back to their horses and with a bit of help were up on them. The ride back to the Fortress was fast and non stop.<br/><br/>Thorgan held Allassiel tightly against him as they rode, whispering things to her that a man in love would. Only after they reached the safety of the Fortress did he relinquish his hold on her so Pegawen could examine her and then tell him what was wrong with her. It could not be determined how strong the poison was therefore she could not tell him how long it would take to ware off. The two Hobbits, like the others of the group were huddled around the two women. "Darts. Did you say darts?" Pippen asked. "Anything like these?" He lifted the belt of them. Thorgan shook his head and could have hugged the two Hobbits.<br/><br/>"Can you determine how powerful of poison it is from these?" Thorgan asked. Timberlane laughed at the two mischevious Hobbits. They were constantly surprising him and the others.