Rest at Oatbarton

We departed Bree with our steeds, we wanted to get a move on to Oatbarton to search for clues towards the supposed dwarf. It was not much of a trip, nothing so exciting had happened. However, I did notice a few things among the road, for one, it seemed to be less traveled, secondly, It seems that a caravan had passed by. Most likely a caravan of dwarves. I dispelled it though as we had gotten to Oatbarton. Four days had passed since we left Bree. I was most excited, I had never been to the Shire, or Evendim. I will have to write about it more as we continue our hunt for the dwarf. As soon as we had gotten to Oatbarton, we had got off from our steeds and had asked for a place to rest. Luckily, the stable-master was able to point us in the direction of the Proudfoot family. We found the elderly hobbit, Bob Proudfoot, standing outside the door. We were, in fact, well received, and got all the aid which could be offered. I had went to the market to search for something to eat, and of course, some rumors and anything that could help with our search for the dwarf, yet to no avail, I had found nothing but a box of delicious strawberries to eat. Arindiis had brought blackberries for the journey as well, I can't help but notice, her being able to change into a bear, would she eat only berries and the like, or perhaps fish? Or both. Questions and questions are endless it seems. Askelin, Ealstan, and Hellrien both seem to think that this dwarf, isn't a dwarf after all, but I suppose we will have to figure that out later, if we do capture this dwarf. The Proudfoot family had allowed us to rest in their home for the night, which I was grateful for. I still cannot wait once we go further into Evendim.