She smirked and wavered a popcorn a few times at Martin, aimed and pitched it into his mouth. Tossing some in the air, she caught two and dropped one. Eh, most still counted.
"Hobbits like things simple, good and honest work instead of flashy illusions. But," she bargained for Hobbits' sake. "They are very fond of fireworks." Trying to not grin at her interrogation, she tried to keep spoilers out of her explanations. "Well, the wizards came from the land beyond Middle Earth. They work for the Valinor, the gods and goddesses that made Middle Earth. There's five because five is an important number, and they are two thousand years old, but if damaged bad enough, will die." Heh, cliffhanger for the Two Towers. Of course he wanted to be a wizard, but she laughed. "No, elves are like the metas running around here, mutants and super-soldiers. They walk on snow and have crazy-good eyesight. I'd be a human archer, but a badass one."
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