As you sailed thought the gates of Lake Town you saw the people going about there normal business. You pulled your boat up to a docking place and got off. You saw your house in the distance. You were finally home and you were ready to be home, so you ran to your house. You lived alone but your parents were right beside you. You put your stuff down and went over to their house to let them know that you were back. When you walked into the door you saw your parents sitting on their bed making super plan for supper that evening. They looked up and saw you. They smiled at you, came over, and gave you a hug. That evening you talked about your adventure and how you met a dwarf, but you left out the part that he kissed you. After that you went home and got changed for bed. Earlier that day you had heard rumors about dwarves being hear but you were to tired to stay up looking for them.

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You had only been asleep for what seemed like 30 minutes to you when you woke up to shouting. You went to the town hall where you 13 dwarves and a hobbit. It was them. The dwarves you had met in Mirkwood. And Bard was there as well but he didn't look happy. A dwarf was speaking to everyone about the mountain and how we would be rich, but you cared not to hear that talk, for the dragon in the mountain was still alive and you didn't want them to awaken it. And when you heard the words "welcome, welcome" being spoke from the governor of the town your stomached turned and then you left.