Things are getting mighty peculiar in The Shire - and not in a good way.
My latest job took me through Stock where I witnessed a Southern Brigand friom Bree-land harassing a Hobbit homeowner and his missus. He refered to us as "little vermin" and said that he was going to take their house from them. This chap seems to be around every night that I've happened to be down that way. I fired off a few arrows at him, but he wouldn't budge and carried on with hsi threats.
If the bounders spent as much time actually helping folk as they do gorging themselves on pie and ale, The Shire would be a lot safer.... and it wouldn't be necessary for so many long-legged outsiders to be called upon to help.
