On my way to Needlehole, bypassing the road (who needs roads, after all) and thus splashing through the very bog I spotted a strange creature. Not too strange—two arms, two legs, one head; hobbit-like one could say, even man-like, since it was much taller than me. I carefully approached and started examining.
A stranger with a bow. The arrows swishing one by one into…goodness! I have never seen such huge slugs in my life! Disgusting things! What in Middle-earth except spiders could be worse…
