Epilogue

Theone woke in his room in the deserted village of Plexerelict, in the mountains of Multiplex. He couldn’t remember the last few days but his battle in the Forest of Haag was still fresh in his mind.
He looked over at his desk. On it was a letter. It read,
Dear Theone,

I hope you are fine. Touchfire and Doughty are buried in Slinsil as heroes and yourself and I are the living heroes of Slinsil.
The chiefs of Slinsil congratulated us and gave us commendation and a medal made from their finest gold. They told us we were forever in their debt.
We stayed in Slinsil for two days resting and enjoying our time with the locals. Then we left for our respective homes.
You may not remember all this as the healer in Slinsil told me that you would get amnesia after you left Slinsil.
Anyway thanks to you the parts around those areas are completely safe. You will probably never see me again so I bid you adieu,

Yours truly, Littlejohn the Hobbit
After Theone had read the letter the memories came back and he smiled. A smile that lasted the rest of his life.