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This Ring quest will have two hobbits. Maximum.

Then they all get to Rivendell and have somehow multiplied into four hobbits. And it's like. Okay. Maybe the others are right.

Maybe this is too many hobbits.

We have as many hobbits as we have not-hobbits.

But damn it, you just don't want to get rid of any of these hobbits. Screw it! Everyone can deal. Four hobbits. This is a four hobbits problem.

So away you go.

And things go bad in the worst possible way.

Over and over.

You've lost your hobbits. You've lost yourself. The fellowship has been separated.

It takes everything in your power to help the humans defend themselves, bringing them together to save Rohan. Finally, as things begin to look upright, you're ready to face the war with everything the Rohirrim have left.

You're ready to face him. This may be the hardest battle you've ever fought. But you ride.

Then you get there and two of your fucking hobbits are sitting there like "Yeah, while you were gone, we raised a tree army and beat Saruman's ass. Wanna help us loot his tower?"

....

There were not, in fact, too many hobbits.

@lotrweek day one: hobbit day

(yes, derogatory)

The Hill: Hobbiton-across-the Water

Smaugust 17th

The scavenger thinks it's spotted a desert wyrm, it tries to deter the beast with an alarm call, not noticing the rock formation stir to unveil a great crested wyrm...

The tail spikes and shape resemble the head of desert wyrms, this is to attract prey either in the form of beasts, trying to predate on the wyrm, or to scare it off. Ether way, the great wyrm is fed. The crest is moveable to an extent, allowing it to hide amongst the rocks.

A quick sketchy concept for a wyrm. They count right?