The town of Bree is located at the crossing of the East and North roads, on the eastern border of the Shire. It has grown up against a forest set upon a hill and contains many different peoples. Both Men and Hobbits call Bree home, and even a few travelling Dwarves have been known to stop at the local Prancing Pony Inn. This is a public house, owned by Barliman Butterbur, who offers accomodation and ale to both locals and travellers who stop for refreshments, tales and songs.

Ahead you can see a light coming from a brightly illuminated building.
Above it's door hands a wooden sign with a horse carved into it.
A lot of noise and commotion is coming from the building.
Through the door you can hear singing and laughter.
Leaning on the bar inside you can see a large round man.
Over his shoulder, in a dark corner, you can see a dark figure.