“Would you leave my things alone?” Samwise asked. “You haven’t kept your fingers off my stuff since I met you and it’s starting to annoy me.”
“Well if you would stop being so careless I wouldn’t have to keep picking up after you.” Delbin replied.
“The bag was on my SHOULDER!” Samwise shouted, his face getting red.
The large hobbit had lost track of Frodo when this stranger showed up. He looked similar to a hobbit, but he wore shoes and was much slimmer than even Mr. Frodo himself. Despite that this character Delbin would not shut up. He had been babble non-stop since he met him. Something about minotaurs, some type of bull-man from what Samwise could gather. Whoever he was he was turning out to be more annoying than Gollum (if that was possible). Samwise was tired and stressed from not being able to find Frodo and the incessant chattering from this Delbin Knotwillow was getting on his nerves.
“Where are we exactly? The Khalkists? Mithas? Where do you live? Mind if I tag along for a bit until I get my bearings? Is there a town we can stop by around here? Is this ogre territory?...” Delbin babbled on.
“Mr. Delbin! Take a breath!” Samwise was losing his patience with the kender.
“Ok. No need to be rude. I was just wondering if-“ Delbin continued.
“That’s it. If you say one more word you’re gonna wish you hadn’t. Leave now before I lose my temper Mr. Delbin.” Samwise said, his fists clenched and shaking.
Delbin seemed to consider what was said for a moment them opened his mouth to speak and that’s when Samwise threw the first punch.