[so so sorry! I've been meaning to reply, I've just had so much stuff going on that it slipped my mind!!!]
Name: Bilbo Baggins
Race: Hobbit
Location: Home
Tags: Thorin and Co.
Bilbo was taking in deep, controlled breaths right now. Deeeeep breaths.
Calm yourself, Master Baggins. he reprimanded, rocking himself back and forth on his heels as though the swaying motion might soothe his frayed nerves.
You've handled worse house-guests than a gaggle of Dwarves...and Elves...and Men. And a Wizard. He shoved his fears back down his throat and turned to face the company, "Excuse me, but--dark plans???" he shook his head again. "No no no, sorry, no '
dark plans' here! I just finished cleaning this place up and I don't need any dark plans making a mess of my kitchen." He felt that his home was starting to fall into shambles as it was, entertaining all these strange folk, all of which seemed to have their minds set on adventures and lost kingdoms. He wanted no part of this.