Algar stood on the outskirts of the Shire. In his bandaged left hand he held a walking stick, and in the other he held a slip of paper and an envelope. He read what was on the paper to himself - the directions to Bilbo Baggins's house. His cousin Legolas had told him that his daughter lived there now, and that they should seek her for help against the Orcs. He sighed, put the paper in his pocket, and turned to his cousin Alice. He put up his hood and motioned for her to follow him as he walked into the Shire.<br/>--------------<br/>Shiva stood on a tree branch not too far from where the two elves stood. She had tracked them by smelling the elf's blood, for she had an acute sense of smell. She smiled as they entered the Shire and climbed down the tree. Once on the ground, she returned to her regiment's camp. Her commander stood as she entered the camp. Shiva bowed to him in greeting.<br/>"They've entered the Shire, Commander." she said.<br/>The Orc smiled and placed a hand on her shoulder. "You've done well, Shiva. Your father would be proud."<br/>Shiva cringed at the mention of her father. The Commander frowned, and turned to the other Orcs.<br/>"They've taken refuge in the Shire!" he shouted. "We move at once!"