Little by little, one travels far
My armor is like tenfold shields, my teeth are swords, my claws spears, the shock of my tail a thunderbolt, my wings a hurricane, and my breath death!
Bilbo saw that the moment had come when he must do something.
Don't adventures ever have an end? I suppose not. Someone else always has to carry on on the story.
There is nothing like looking, if you want to find something.
I'm going on an adventure!