Belegaran's journal, Sixteenth entry

I recently was in the Prancing Pony, it was dreadful weather so I decided to sit at my usual bench and wait for the weather to cease until I would continue on my way back home. By chance I met Luwyn’s childhood friend, who goes by the name of Bemia. In the past few months she has told plenty of rumours of what seems to be happening in some parts of Middle Earth, mostly the brooding of a war soon to come and while I do wonder how she gathers them rumours I would be a fool not to believe them. If them rumours prove indeed to be true then I too shall have to defend my family, that way I would know that I protect my family and keep them out of harm’s way, or try to at least. *is startled as their cat, named Ena suddenly jumps on his lap. Shrugging it off with a soft laugh* Bemia then proceeded to tell me her tale, which was to get the local folk around Bree-Land together so they could take up arms and keep their respective Towns safe as well. I fully supported her idea obviously for the reasons which I already mentioned above. There was one thing which Bemia had not decided at that point, that being the name of the Organization. She asked if I could help her think of a name, fitting for such an Organization, Bemia and I thought for many hours and many names came forward indeed. Many names came forth from both of us, names with strong themes such as “A Call to Arms”, “The Vigil”, “Vigil until Liberty” and “United Arms” to name a few, though there were far more names and with such strong themes it felt like having to find that perfect combination. Eventually we felt like we had the perfect combination. The name of our organization shall be “Vigil and Liberty”. I also told my Lu these tidings and she seemed over the moon that us two would be part of such an organization and I am glad when Lu is glad, however there are still things that need to be done for this to happen, getting potential equipment for our members and such. I reckon things shall be ready within a matter of days...speaking of which, I also should try to gain entrance to the Bree Town-Hall so that the mayor shall know of this. *closes his journal, taking it to his usual hiding spot*