Author's note; Trough the years the RP around Bree has evolved and grown, in positive and negative ways for some. However this has ofcourse effected ones viewpoint on the Bree Town, 'A Late walk' is my viewpoint on how I see Bree as Today. This Novel is written to tell my view trough an anonymous IC person of Bree and how i think Bree looks after the effects of the RP community on Laurelin.
"As I went on a stroll trough the Marketplace, seeing naught a soul present in these hours. I felt an urge for a Drink to calm my Nerves after yet another day's struggle to keep my House, it had merely been taken out of my hands today by some Grunts claiming me to owe them Coin. This is ofcourse an utter lie, however... Theres not much one Man can do to shield himself from these Bullies, they seem to be everywhere these days. When i entered the front door of the Pony the Stinking smoked air filled my Nostrils, coughing instantly. After so many Years I had still not grown use to this... This stench!"
"I ordered a Tankard of Ale, and leaned back comfortingly in my Chair. It did not even take moments before i was surrounded by my Drunken Mates, they were all useually around here in these Hours. We sat there and Drank for Hours in Merriment. Time went by, but our enjoyment took a sudden end - another usuall thing in this place - A Man was pushed directly into our Table. His Clothes were Wet, possibly due to the Ale that had been spilled out over his clothes. But also from the Blood drooling from his own Mouth, Wierd thing... I was not even terrifyed! It was so usuall that someone started to argue here, it happened every single day."
"Curses were yelled from many Men in the Inn now, alot of them on Foreign languages. All those Foreigners in Bree, they had all come.. Either due to the War or because they had lost their Work to some Foreign issue, i don't care really... Or atleast i didn't till they started fighting in our Inn! We arose from our chairs, and well.. It ended in a Major Barfight, and no one seemed to stop us. We hitted everyone within reach, even our own Friends. It was a total chaos, yet it was but a Normal Day for the Prancing Pony. Wierd i know... Finally the Staff managed to get things under control, and my mates and I were thrown outside. Into the Mud, and the Rain..."
"I don't know how exactly but we ended up Laughing, as if had the Fight only been a Joke to us. But it was not a Joke, i had lost my second tooth this month! My Wife would kill me when i came home, IF i came home.. For it was late, and Bree was a Dangerous place at night. All the Brigands and Foreigners who brought nothing but Harm were always hiding in the Shadowy corners of the Town, Alleys, small roads, the Jasmin Garden, you name it. They were everywhere.."
"I had to seperate from my Mates who were living in other Districts of Bree, i went down the Road to my House in the Beggars Alley when i suddenly heard a Whisper. I knew instantly that it could not be a good sign, for it was comming from a very dark Alley, however it caught my Attention. As i walked into the Alley the Sweat started to dripple down my Forehead, i was scared. But who would blame me? Those Foreigners, you couldn't trust them.. They were all up to Shady Buisness! Or atleast most of them, well some of them... I started to hear tripping around me, as if someone were circling around me in the Dark. My eyes moved from side to side rapidly, my heart Pounding. 'Oh no, oh no, no, no, no.' Was the thought that kept repeating itself in my head, what could this be!? A wicked Laughter was to hear and all of the Sudden i felt a creeping Hand of my Shoulder and a Rusty dagger at my throat, 'Search his pockets!' i recall the Voice saying, they took it all... My coin-pouch, they even ended up taking my Clothes! And as they were done they knocked me out, I woke up on the Street only in my Pants, i had been Mugged. I sure do hate, the daily life of Bree."
Authored by; Darrith
