My name is Elrond and I am a hobbit and i’m ninety years old. I am indeed quite young for a hobbit. “Knock! Knock! Knock!” ah think that might have been Gandol. “Hello Mr Kanalf at your service, I have an offer these are my men we are going to steal back the gem that is looked away we need you for a burglar.” explained Gandol “ Ummm thanks for the offer but i’m perfectly fine where I am” “ok your choice”.
I was thinking that night why, why did I turn down that offer. I ran and ran around the village into the forest and found the men on their ponies. “ so what lies ahead of us Elrond” “ i’m not sure” I answered.