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In the stunned silence following Aulë's exclamation, the faint sound of singing could be heard, getting steadily closer. 

Hey dol! merry dol! ring a dong dillo!
Ring a dong! hop along! Fal lal the willow!
Tom Bom, jolly Tom, Tom Bombadillo!

The song ended when it seemed to be right outside, and was immediately followed by a sharp rap on the door.

A heavy sigh could be heard coming from the cloaked figure. "Oh dear. If this is who I think it is he'll eat all the cheese before I can blink. And since the silverware was so disappointing, I only have one thing left to be excited about. This really isn't my day, is it?"


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[OOC] You do know I'm Laurentus, right @SarumanTheWhite?

[OOC] Boy do I find name changes inconvenient!!
"Ahh yes my dear friend, it is good to see you!  The powers of Mordor remain weak, though I fear they are once more gathering strength.  Gondor may not be able to hold out forever, I fear, but I swear that it shall never fall as Númenor!!" 

He paused, also confused to see Turambar. 

"Aulë, how could Melkor return now?  He was cast into the void, and is still imprisoned behind Tarn Fui!  We must alert the Grey Havens and Valar, if you believe this to be true!!"

Saruman then ceased to speak, observing the little gathering before him, looking both for messengers to be sent to the Elves and also at Turanbar, suspicious of such a great warrior reappearing without the knowledge of Isengard.

"I really don't think there is anything to worry about. If he had returned, we should have noticed something. A disturbance, a sign of some sort," she said, settling into a bored tone again.

She appeared to be oblivious to the urgency in her companions voices, and to the rather large, white cat now attempting to crawl to her shoulder via her cloak.

"And please, put that ridiculous hammer away. It's not like Melkor would come to this humble hobbits' abode. Also provide some evidence to this claim! I know it's better to be safe than sorry, but this is a bit much, even for me."

His arrival overshadowed by Aulë's claim, the latest visitor rapped on the door once again, and resumed his singing.  Perhaps @Bilbo Baggins would open the door for him soon, but waiting wouldn't out a damper on his mood, anyway.

"Oh, Morgoth is still safely imprisoned. Eru, in his infinite wisdom, told me that there was a house party back on Arda that I might be interested in. I don't know why He chose to stick me back here, but whatever. He assured me that Morgoth won't be crashing this party."

"Oh. Well, I uh... I guess that will do." He put his hammer away, and used his magic to open the door for Tom Bombadil. "Good evening, Tom. Still in as jolly a mood as ever, I see. Aren't you supposed to remain on your hill?

With a twinkle in his eye, Tom bounded into the room with a room.  Hanging up his hat, he smiled at Aulë.  "My dear Aulë, I set my own boundaries, and have been merely waiting for a change of days.  A gathering such as this was just the change Old Tom has been waiting for, merry friend!"

Whistling merrily, Tom approached Bilbo and held his basket out to him.  Inside the basket were several loaves of bread, some pieces of honeycomb, and a block of cheese. "A little something my pretty lady sent for the party, merry Master Baggins!"

The still unnamed figure in a cloak sprang from her seat in an instant, knocking over her chair and bumping the table. She also knocked the cat (which had finally attained its place on her shoulder) to the ground and (yet again) letting her hood fall back. Both of these calamaties seemingly go unnoticed, and she exclaims with clasped hands by her face: "Oh Tom, you shouldn't have. A whole block of cheese just for me?! But I just suppose I will have to accept this generous offer."
A somewhat strange combination of insane and desparate looks begin to creep onto her face; along with her eyes turning red, like blood staining a silvery-steel blade.

Bilbo was busy fighting off someone to reclaim his silverware, as he escorted them out of the kitchen.  He was putting it back as there was another knock at the door.  I wonder if people realize there's a sitting area outside as well... he thought to himself as he began making his way to the door, only to be stopped by a dwarf that wanted to partake in song.

Thankfully, one of the other guests had opened the door, as a pleasant looking fellow made his way inside and hung up his hat.  He then made his way to Bilbo while whistling a merry tune, and held out a basket of goods.

"Oh, well thank you very much sir...it looks very lovely.  And thank you for coming to the party!" Bilbo said with a smile on his face as he gently took the basket and began preparing the items for another snack tray for the party.  Before setting off with the tray, he set aside some of the cheese, bread, and honeycomb for himself as he hid them away to save them for later.  He then took the tray of delicious goods and began offering them to his party guests.

All the while, while enjoying the company of all of his guests...some whom he'd never met before tonight, he had wondered where his friend Gandalf was, hoping that he was going to make an appearance before the party's end and show off some of his brilliant fireworks.

The unpleasant sound of her teeth grinding reverbrates through the room as she watches the cheese cut up and brought away, while her eyes grow more and more red and began to glow.

Bilbo walked over and offered the white hooded figure some pieces of cheese.

OOC:sorry if im posting too much, I'm pretty bored IRL.



Her normal eyes returned, and a smile widened across her face.

"It's good to know my host is one of chivalry, and knows when the time for cheese is. I apologize for my somewhat untactful solicitations, and hope you will forgive this most humble guest." 

She began to blush furiously, retreated to the corner and began to feed the cheese to the curiously large cat.

Bilbo smiled.  "It's perfectly alright, I know all too well how that can go.  I can be the same way about some delicious mushrooms." He replied as the woman wandered off to the corner with her cat.

Bilbo continued to wander through the area, offering snacks to the guests, his once comfortable house now getting full with the amount of party guests arriving.  Everyone seemed to be having a good time for the most part despite the lack of music (outside of some of the singing dwarves), but the alcohol seemed to make up for it.

He had wondered where the hobbits were that had agreed to play some tunes for the crowd, as another knock appeared at the door.  Bilbo walked over and answered, as several hobbits with instruments stood there.  Bilbo showed them where the small stage was, as they prepared themselves and began to play.

Bilbo cleared his throat as he spoke as loudly as he could to meet the roaring tones of some of his guests.

"Everyone.  If you would like to listen to some music while you're here, we have some playing outside in the garden area right now.  There are chairs and tables out there, and there's also complimentary pipes for those who want to want to just smoke and chat.  Later on, if Gandalf arrives, we should have some fireworks as well." Bilbo explained to the crowd, hoping they could hear him.

The white clad figure rose from the corner and approaches Bilbo, followed closely by the cat, which is noticably bigger than before.

"That sounds delightful. You have been a wonderful host, so I deem it fit to announce myself properly now. I am Yaoke Saint, daughter of no one worth mentioning."

She extends her hand toward Bilbo, having rudely declined his previous attempt at a handshake.