Ceou's "Empty" Journal, "Pillar and the Secret Camp"

Quite a busy day today. Witnessed a man take down a corrupted guardsman. Of course, I asked him to join the Brigands, after we fled to another city. I got a free drink from the bar there after we parted ways. The woman running the place is too skittish to stop me from snatching drinks. There, I ran into a fellow named Powell Pillar. Biggest brute I've ever seen in my life, and he'd come in for a drink. I commented on his long beard, he commented on how I don't dress like a typical bar wench. Typical evening really. Gave him an invitation to join up with us, and he agreed without hesitation. I gave him a few silver to cover his drinking spree, and went on my way. That next morning, I found Blackbent trying to hold him up by the greenway bridge. He was madder than ever, until I explained the situation to them both. Now for the interesting part. Pillar and Michael exchanged apologies, became friends quickly. Then he made a suggestion for a good place use as a hideout. A camp sight, overlooking Bree. We figured, let's give it a shot. Pillar escorted us through the woodlands, and through a narrow pass that cuts through a mountain. Then we climbed an old, untrustworthy rope up the side of the mountain. We walked the top of the rising mountain, the view from where we were was incredible. We were just below the clouds, and a chill was present in the high altitude air. The breeze the scent of dew, and rain in a pleasant spiral around me and my fellows. I could see miles off, behind me I could see all the way to the old forest, and before me was the glory of Bree, Staddle, and I could swear that the marshes were visible. We hiked along the precipice of the mountain, which lead to a a gulley within the mountain range, a small plain if you can call it that. A short walk from there brings you to an abandoned camp, a distant overlook from Bree, where no one could see you without squinting. But we could see everything. For the time being, I felt like some sort of deity, keeping an eye on my children. I'm glad I had my notebook on me now that we are here. I'll start carrying it with me more often. I am truly grateful to Powell for bringing me here. Truly.