You are new to the bustling, peaceful village of Hobbiton. The town is filled with happy Hobbit folk who enjoy their pipe-weed and ale, and the quaint, cozy homes that line the dirt paths.

Your arrival was less than stellar. While wandering through the crowded market, you accidentally bumped into a curly-haired Hobbit with striking blue eyes. He was quick to apologize, with a kind and innocent smile.

"O-oh, my apologies..."

He says quietly, his voice has a soft and kind undertone.