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Dreothorn nodded. ''Very well. Let me explain a bit. ''Hunter's'' true name is in fact ''Theodane'', though he passes himself as ''Thayalengir'' these days.'' He said. ''How did you know about me though?'' I asked him. ''A dying man told me.'' He answered. I thought for a moment. Only a few people knew about the ''Hunter'' business. It couldn't of been Oldur, I saw him often around Bree. Suddenly, a name popped up in my mind. ''Razzajan...?'' ''That was his name, yes.'' He said. My eyes involuntarily started watering. Not Razzajan... He couldn't of died... Yet he did. I blinked back my tears. If Dreothorn sensed my sadness, he sure didn't show it. He did notice that I wanted to go. ''My name is Dreothorn. The door's unlocked. I would accompany you, but...'' He showed his bad leg. I understood. I got up and walked to the door. Before leaving I turned around. ''I ever you need help, you know where to find me.'' I told him. Truth was, I wanted to know more about him and his affair with Theodane. But most importantly, I was free.Notice: With the Laurelin server shutting down, our website will soon reflect the Meriadoc name. You can still use the usual URL, or visit us at https://meriadocarchives.org/
Tinsith's diary:Freed, part II
Submitted by Tinsith on October 17th, 2013
