"The day has been long and gruelling. But I suppose it will come to an end soon after all It is the afternoon."

I think this to myself as I look around my hobbit hole. Thinking to myself about the grandeur of the palace I once ruled and look over. However I suppose there was nothing to do about it as My sister had long since taking over it and My once joyous people.

I fly over the pond where I had been growing food and herbs for potions and cooking almost eager to begin cooking a meal for myself.

I then hear and audible snapping of wood And I look behind me to see an unfamiliar face. My magic sense immediately tells me that they are almost as powerful as I am even if they're aware of it or not

"Who are you? And what business do you have at my abode?"