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From Applecider Bolingbroke, Pursuer of Plant-Lore, to Mister Cutch Crane, Torech Besruth Steward, an' Missie Seregrian, Well-Rounded: 

Greetin’s from Thorin’s Hall, latest stop in me caper for kingsfoil cultivation! 

From Dúney Free-Agent ‘Caradhâl’, to Halros, son of Radhruin, at his dwelling in the Glen at Hill-Over-Greenfields, Bullroarer’s Sward, Northway, Shire Bounds. ~ Salutations an’ all me respects to the Honorable Dúney Bounders: May the stars forever lights their steps, an’ shield their hidin’ places.

Dear Mister H, 

From Applecider Bolingbroke to Missie Seregrían, Sanguineous Matron’ o’ House Bar-an’-Acorn, an’ Mister Cutch Crane, Culinarily Laudable Steward o’ Same. 

[Being a note left on the table in the front hall of House Bar-en-Acharn, leaning against an opulently dense chocolate custard pie.]

Hiya Luvs!

From Applecider Bolingbroke, Hobbit Bard, to Missie Arwen Evening-Star of Cloven-Valley, dispatched via the postal aviary at the Elfshire of Duillond:

Le suilon, Hiril vuin! ~

Greetin’s, an’ all me respects to yer venerable Gaffer an’ pulchritudinous brothers: May their wine forever be both robust an’ ample, an’ their popovers toasted perfectly.