22 - Thorin (04)

"Mr. Brandybuck, if these are all the ponies you have then they will have to do. Even if the quality, of some of them, may not be worthy of the highborn, I guess they will be enough for a small hobbit." Thorin nodded at an older pony standing in the corner of the pen. The hobbit seemed intimidated by all the gold which the dwarf was wearing, but eager to recieve a small amount of what Thorin had on him that would last him a great while. "Well, sir, I guess I could give you some discount." This was just what Thorin expected to hear as he had already prepared a sack of gold for the stablekeep. "Good then. I figure this will be enough for all the ponies. Fili! Kili! Help our dear Mr. Brandybuck to prepare our steeds for our journey and bring them to the tavern. For you others, let's celebrate this purchase with some ale." The dwarves cheered in rejoice and with almost hobbit-light feet followed their leader to the tavern.