Isengar was mesmerized by the many sights and sounds around him. Everything was so new and he wanted to explore and examine it all! He could already see the faces of his friends, and some of the older, more homebody Hobbit's faces when he told them about it all. As the Hobbit was detracted by each and every thing, he hadn't noticed when his travelling companions disappeared, clearly having a better idea as to where they were going than he did, as well as having an actual reason to be here other than simply being too curious for his own good.<br/><br/>Turning in circles trying to find his way back to where he had started, Isengar soon found himself standing before a young elf. She was taller than him, but that was nothing new, everyone outside of the Shire was, but was one of the younger ones running about. Smiling, Isengar laughed at her sudden outburst.<br/><br/>"I take it you don't see many Hobbits here." He laughed. There weren't too many adventures he could think of that would be considered anywhere near as amazing or adventurous as those she was probably use to, but the conversation (if it could be called that) had already changed directions before the Hobbit had to come up with something.<br/><br/>"Nice to meet you Tathariel." He hoped he had said that right. "And you have certainly heard correctly!" The Hobbit confirmed, eagerly following the young elf as his stomach agreed with the earlier statement.<br/><br/>Following Tathariel, Isengar remembered that he hadn't given her his name.<br/><br/>"I'm Isengar Took, by the way." He introduced himself with a smile. His mother had always told him to be polite when meeting new people, though she had been thinking more of other Hobbits at the time of saying it.