User:Belsaia/en/Sebranda/story

	Master of Storytelling honorary title bestowed by Oakheart on May 25, 2021

~ A musical Hobbit ~

ello friends of music! I am Sebranda and I live with my little sister at Grandma Seburga on the Bree-hill. We, my sister and I, moved here from Staddle so that grandma wouldn't live alone in the big house. At first it was quite boring. There aren't that many hobbits here, and we rarely had any contact with the big folk - really only at the market day with the pottery trader. The only diversion was the search for my sister when she got lost in the city again. As disoriented as she sometimes is, I think she was found in a vegetable patch and isn't a real Silverthistle. We can find our way around anywhere. Oh, yes!

We played house music together with grandma every week. Grandma played the lute or drum, Sebohra the clarinet and I the flute. Grandma taught us lots of beautiful songs. Many from the hobbits, but also some from the bards of the Tall Ones or the dwarves. I also learned how to play the harp and the theorbo. Since the flute flute, I also tried the clarinet, but I always had to climb the Bree-hill to practise, grandma said it sounded like a cat with its tail stepped on. you step on its tail. That was all the instruments we had in the store. Grandma Seburga didn't want to spend gold on new ones.

But since cousin Sebylla also lives with us, that has changed. We now have all the instruments and I can already play the fiddle, bagpipe, horn and bassoon. Only the bell I don't like, let whoever wants to play it. I am not a cow!

We have also played music at home before, but now we also play in public, for example at the Sunday concert in front of the Pony. There are also many hobbits from the surrounding countryside and I have even met some of the human, elf and dwarf musicians. (in hushed voices) Between you and me: they're not as bad as they always claim...

For the past year, we have also been giving regular concerts. They take place every second Tuesday in the festival garden at the Prancing Pony. We have a regular audience there, so our music can't be that bad.

So our life in Bree has become quite varied. Sometimes we take a trip to the Shire and play in the Ivy Bush or at the Three-Quarter Stone or even on the Methel Stage. We've even been to the dwarf town of Gondamon in the Blue Mountains! But we get there by surreptitious routes known only to us hobbits. For as bards we love to sing the praises of heroes, but we are not heroes ourselves and do not care at all for a closer acquaintance with robbers, wolves or orcs.

But now I have to go back. I have to practise two new songs today.