The portal spat you out into a bright cornfield. The breeze blew softly at your face, the stalks of corn tickling your cheeks.
"Um, where are we?" you ask your dragon. He lets out a growl, thinking, "In the shire, where all those hobbits are" he answers. It didn't seem like you were gonna find any warriors in these parts. "Oh well, while we're here I guess we could
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