Hi everyone! Now, I know that I am really bad at continuing my fics and I'm sorry about that. Buuut… I am totally going to stay on top of this one and if I stop writing for ages, just send me a message to get me back into it. I think that since this one is something I've thought out a bit more, it might work a bit better than the others. By the way, this will be extremely AU since literally nothing in this would ever happen in Middle Earth save the things that already have. Since I don't have the imagination to create an entire universe with languages, landmarks and species, I am not J.R.R Tolkien and so don't own the Hobbit nor am I Peter Jackson who brought it into reality. Thanks!
Khuzdul
Sindarin
Hobbitish
...
A long time ago, in the year 1601 TA, the first Hobbits crossed the river Baranduin (later renamed the Brandywine) and settled in the Shire. The Hobbits were a peaceful folk enjoying nothing more than a warm hearth, a good pipe of Old Toby and a hearty meal. Or so the other inhabitants of Arda thought. Hobbits, you see, were created by Yavanna Kementári, one of the Valar, the Lady of the Earth, and protector of nature. They were her favoured race and as such were blessed by her and her husband Aüle or Mahal as the Dwarves call him. The Hobbits were actually a fierce little race that could move completely silently on any turf, steal anything without detection, control the powers of nature, find their way even in pitch darkness, if willing, hear anything within a radius of 10 miles, run extremely fast, and communicate telepathically. Mahal himself came with his wife to teach her chosen people their skills. He instructed them in weaponry, crafting, forging and fighting whilst showing them how to navigate caves and stone. His wife, helped with their other powers and gifted them with the language of Hobbitish or Hetrea, a language in between the rough yet comforting grate of Khuzdul and the flowing, flute like sound of Sindarin and Quenya. The Hobbits could also communicate through a sign language like Iglishmêk which they named Hetrean after the formal name for their race, the Hetraii. The Hobbits mastered the art of glamouring themselves as a way to protect their secrets. This way, once they heard of strangers travelling to the Shire, they would appear to be happy go lucky, hairy footed, good natured gentlehobbits and not at all suspicious in any way. They had devised the most extensive spy network in all of Middle Earth, a Dwarven miner in the Iron Hills could sneeze and the Thain would know about it 2 days later!
The Shire folk did in fact have a ruling system! There was the Thain, the Hobbit family in charge of the military and peacekeepers, the Spymaster, the Hobbit in the centre of the information network, the Grandmaster, the Hobbit who controls anything related to trade, the Masters, those who took stock of the Shirelings had produced and distributed it among the citizens, the Mayors who presided over each of the four cardinal farthings, and the Peacekeepers, these were like a sort of guard that did different security jobs. They were ranked by skill, Knights, Shriffs, Bounders and lastly, Rounders. Knights were in charge of large groups sent on Orc hunts and security along with any Rounders they might have as the Rounders were the trainees. Shriffs protected the Hobbits from danger and the Bounders were the border patrol who kept watch for anything suspicious. There were then the simple working Hobbits who just enjoyed life however harsh it might be. The Hobbits did have one other position; the Archthain was the Shire's ruler and took care of all the Hobbits from the capital of Hobbiton. Some of these positions are hereditary with the Thains being Tooks, Mayors being Brandybucks, Grandmasters being Cottons, Masters being Gamgees, and the Archthain always being a Baggins.
The Hobbits all had their own smials, but every one of them had a secret door that only a Hobbit could see that led to their underground city where all of the secrets were out. Each smial had a pantry that contained all of the food that family needed for the year with the Archsmial having an extra several that stored all of the food Hobbits could need in emergencies. They had trade deals with a few races. The Dwarves of Ered Luin got fresh produce in exchange for blacksmithing lessons, the Rangers or Dunedain as they liked to be called got the same but for extra protection from the forces of evil. But surprisingly, the Orcs and Goblins got an alliance as well! There was a small group of Orcs that along with the Goblins, did not wish to live for death and destruction. They were lead by Azog the Defiler and the deal was that they got food if they gave the Hobbits safe passage through the mountains on their missions, a network base and information on the workings of evil. The Orcs and Goblins readily agreed and used glamours that the Hobbits helped with to disguise themselves as a breed of exceedingly pale elf species which bore the name Fae whenever they visited the Shire whilst strangers were about. One of the Archthains, Balbo Baggins, the great grandfather of Bilbo Baggins, formed an alliance with the great Eagles of Arda. They would help the Hobbits to travel great distances and the Orcs to keep their cover as evil doers when having to chase down groups of people. In fact, one Belladonna Took became very good friends with Gwaihir the Eagle Lord and henceforth, all Hobbits bore the title Eagle friend and had permission to set up their second main temple of knowledge. These temples were the centers of the spy network devised by the Spymaster and though the primary base was in Tuckborough crossing into Buckland, the secondary base was in the mountains with the Eagles who helped them gather information from the sky. With the Eagles' help, the Hobbits devised an armada of flying ships which were used to explore Eä and defend the Shire if needed. These boats used magic to go undetected and were also used to go to the temple of knowledge without calling the Eagles.
And so the Hobbits lived in a peaceful organised society for several years. But one day, a grey clothed Istari convinced Archthain Bilbo Baggins, to leave on an adventure to reclaim the Dwarven city of Erebor…
...
Well that's all for today folks! I hope you enjoyed this prologue which should give insight into how I've changed the storyline. Hope to see you soon!
FallohideDragon