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Hey, my name is Nessa and I'm around 62 years old (But thanks to my father and grandfather I had inherited the lifespan of a dwarf which is pretty young since I could live up to 300 Years. So in human years I am between 20 and 30 years old). I have long brown hair wich falls straight down my back. My eyes are leaf green with a little bit of grey mixed within it. Talking about my height is not a great idea since I would refuse to say that I am either small ore tall, I am something in between and thanks to my mother's ancestors who were elvish I had the ability to hear and see just like them. Sadly my mother passed away when I was very young which broke my father leading to his demise a few years later. Since then I fought for my own survival. Luckily Lord Elrond took me under his wing and taught me how to fight with a sword, bow and arrow until I was old enough to fight for my own again but told me that I was always welcome in Rivendell. Now 30 Years later and after a long journey around Middle Earth, I was on my way to the Shire to meet with Thorin Oakenshield and his group of dwarfs to go on a quest to reclaim Erebor the dwafen kingdom far east. I havent been there yet but eager to know what it looks like. It was Gandalf the grey wizard who asked me to join them. I don't know why but it was a great opportunity for me. Now I was in the shire riding my beautiful black stallion called Brego to find the Hobbits home where we should meet. It wasn't easy since it was already dark only a few houses were lit from the inside. All the Doors were round and a little hidden inside a hill which was the natural living of Hobbits. Just as I was about to give up I saw a beautiful Hobbit house with a green door and a glowing symbol on it. This door was on a mountain, so Brego and I made our way up a street until we arrived at the little frontyard. I dismounted Brego and tied him to the fence next to a group of Ponys. Before I walked towards the House I took my Bags from the saddle, with my bags over my shoulder I walked through the gate and up the stairs to the front door. I took a deep breath before I knocked on the door of the hobbit's home. After a few minutes of silence, the door opened and a hobbit looked at me with a confused look. "Good Evening Master Hobbit. Nessa at your Service," I said with a bow. "Good evening, Bilbo Baggins at your service," he replied with a little bow as well. "Am I the first?" I asked. "Uh ermm no they are all in the dining room," he replied. He stepped aside, as I passed him I looked around the house he was living in, while I was walking I took off my cloak and removed my bags from my shoulder. Bilbo led me to one of the other rooms where I saw some Dwarfs sitting around a large table. One of the dwarfs who sat on the head of the table turned around as I approached them with Bilbo next to me. "Who is this Gandalf?" he asked the man next to him, with a closer look I saw Gandalf sitting in a corner of the tiny room. "Ah Nessa, I'm glad you made it, I wasn't sure if you would come," he replied with a little smile. "Thorin may I introduce you to our final member of the Company, This is Nessa, she is a friend of mine who will join us on this quest," Gandalf said. Thorin growled a bit but agreed, which led to Bilbo who supposed to join the quest as well. "Give him the contract," Thorin said towards one of the dwarfs who got up and passed a Parchment to Thorin, he passed it along to Bilbo who took it and stepped away to read. "Total's cash on delivery, up to but not exceeding, one fourteenth of total profit if any.' Seems fair. Uh...' The present company shall not be liable for injuries inflicted by or sustained as a consequence thereof, including, but not limited to...lacerations. Evisceration." Bilbo said looing towards us. "Incineration?" Bilbo asked. "Oh, aye, he'll melt the flesh off your bones in the blink of an eye." One of the dwarfs replied, he hat a funny hat on. "You alright, laddie?" The dwarf asked who gave Bilbo the Contract. "Huh? Yeah, I fe...I feel a bit faint." he replied. "Think furnace, with wings." the Dwarf added which made it worse. "I...I...I need air." Bilbo said puffing and breathing heavily. "Flash of light, searing pain, then poof! You're nothing more than a pile of ash!" The dwarf said without noticing my look I gave him trying to stop him from talking. With a worried look towards the Hobbit, I saw Bilbo clutching his hands on his knees. "No," Bilbo said and fainted on the ground in front of me. "Oh, very helpful, Bofur," Gandalf said to the hatted dwarf and got up. "I got it Gandalf," I said, I stepped forwards and picked the Hobbit up. He was heavy but I was happily able to carry Bilbo to a seat and sat him down. "Thank you my dear, you can go back to the others," Gandalf said who followed me.
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