#rivervale_lodge

He's not HER Pet, so any desire to keep Bilbo is carefully repressed by the iron will of troll kind... sweet Sif but he's adorable though

And he fits very well in the crook of her arm.

But no.

Dagmar sets the dog down on an ottoman, and sits herself crosslegged on the floor - not quite level, but this way she's only towering over him a little bit.

He bounces around a bit on the ottoman, and then rolls over to expose his belly

"Yeah, I know." Dagmar concentrates, fumbling to grasp her seldom-used magic.
"In the Middle of the Earth, in the land of Shire
Lives a brave little hobbit whom we all admire
With his long, wooden pipe
Fuzzy, wooly toes
He lives in a hobbit-hole and everybody knows him..."

"Bilboooooo (Bilbo!) Bilbo Baggins! The greatest little hobbit of them all!"

The magic sinks into the adorable little guy

and she can ask her questions

"Hi there. I'm going to get you home, but I need your help."

"What's the name of your person?"

"Best Friend! Walkies buddy! Bringer of Snacks! " excited whisper back "SOme also call her Edrit"

"How did you get all the way here, so far from home?"

"bad people ... they said something about a ransom, but I ran... then I was on the silver place," A whimper "But it was scary and I got lost and I almost ffell off and I don't know and then I walked back off the silver but everything was different and I tried calling for her but she never came and I got all scared but then i saw some other glow persons and they were nice, there was a girl with a coon tail who fed me, but I had to find Edrit because she's sad ruling all alone so I left then I saw another glow person but he was MEAN and ..." Whimper again "Tried to EAT me"

It would appear Bilbo is NOT Cryptic when whispered and is quite gushy. This denotes an intellect

at least comprable to a fae hound

"I'm sure Edrit misses you very much. Can you tell me more about her, and where she rules?"

"Uhm.. ther's a big fire? And it snows a lot in the winter"

"I will get you home." Firmly.

Not a question but boy does it get a respone "GOOD GOOD! YES! Edrit needs someone to pet and hold and tell her troubles too when she is sad! And I can make her laugh sometimes by doing this.. " He butt scoots and farts, then makes a 'what was that?' spin around

Another small smile. "I bet. Is Edrit a sidhe?"

"Beautiful.. and nice, and ..yes? I think"

"Can you tell me more about the bad people you ran from?"

Bilbo nods and then starts to make scrrfur and gruf and whimper and gruffs again

looks like the cantrip petered out

A sigh. "Okay, I'll try later."

She gets her phone and texts.... Symon.

TXT: U wanna go 2 Duluth?

TXT: I think it's in minnesota or wisconsin.

TXT: Midwest

TXT: Don't they have an underwear factory?

Mackerel the cat is staring at the Chimera as if to say 'what fresh hell is this?'

TXT: Gotta do a Thing, there might be a plot

TXT: Olgar might know a path

(TXT, to Olgar: Hey, you know a silver way to Duluth?

TXT: Yup. Bit tricky but there's a route

(TXT: Can you give me a run-down?)

TXT: You don't want an escort?

TXT: I'm old enough! Am taking S along

TXT: Relax. I'm not denying your agency or ability per se. Ain't about age. Just that it can be easy to take the wrong turn even with directions. When are you going? Do you need the directions now or is later okay so I can talk to you in person?

TXT: Twin Ports?

TXT: Not running out the door, but want to go soon - this weekend?

TXT: Okay. I'll tell you the best path sometime tonight at the lodge. After we talk, I'll let you do your thing. Sounds like you want to stretch your legs.

TXT: Yeah

Kerri emerges from the kitchen with a load of folded laundry in a basket. "Dagmar, hello."

"Oh, hey!"