"This is my cousin, he is a member of the king's court, we mean you no harm, we were traveling with a caravan, on our way to see our family in the borderlands. We were overtaken by a band of robbers when we stopped to rest, and my cousin and i became seperated from our fellow travelers. We came to humbly ask for your pity and your aid."
You look imploringly into the hobbitess' eyes.
An elder hobbit comes up from behind the hobitess and places a hand on her shoulder "we cannot blame them for the failings of their fore fathers. They are weak and weary-- just look at them, they mean us no harm."
"If you really mean us no harm, lay down your weapons" The hobbitess orders.