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Fynchley the stinky Finch



I had ter pay thirty copper coins fer that bath! But after an hour with that stinky Finch ... i had ter get the stink o' him off my hair, an' the filth o' his hogs offen my boots.

But Steora swifthand is a clever lass ... so I still made a few coin on the deal. An' I aint givin' the money back to the Burnt Man!

So Gyth's Burnt Man orders me ' Steora, you up an' go an' find The Finch.' An' I knows what He is like iffen I says no ... so I has to go down ter the Mud Gate through all that pig-filth and find him.

I seen the Finch once in the Pony, but I aint spoken to him. Folk whisper about The Finch when he aint about - or laugh at him whan he aint lookin'. Summat about him... yer just want ter kick him, like a hound skulking around yer table. I wager even gyth would want to - an' she aint got a bad thing ter say about anyone. he just... makes yer itch, an' makes yer feel mean. An' he looks like a weasle and smells like a stinky dog-fox .. I mean.. tis all his own fault, being a pryer an' a snitch.

But baint no one around like the Finch they says, iffen yer want ter know summat. especially want ter know things other folk mayn't want yer ter hear about. So I goes, an' I find him an' one of his cronies and I tell them the deal. They finds out all He wants ter know about the helm-giffer, an' they gets silver pennies.

I dursent offer them all the coin He give me to make the deal, because they'm too stupid ter ask fer more. but I aint giving any o' it back ter the Burnt Man. I told him all I knew about that helm-giffer and him leading the the chetwood lads, about one of his lads master Oldgrove, about the cyng's-house on the island in the lake ... told him all that .. an' did I get silver pennies? Feh.

So I'm keepin' it. An' when i sees the Finch next, ter get all the news he has, I will buy myself a big hood ter hide my face in, so's I dursent have to smell the pissy old giffer.