A traveler's journal (1st entry): Clearing my mind.

Strange how much a quill and a book can help empty my mind, a mind that is otherwise full of thoughts. I have grown tired of Bree and cannot wait to leave it behind I am almost ready to leave, my companions are set and the supplies are arriving slowly. My goal's used to be set on making a name and improving myself, it has become so important to me that I have forgotten to live. And so I plan to take along folk that I used to look down upon. Farmers, scholars, cart-drivers even a Grave-diggers Daughter. Hardly the stuff of Legends I think it is best to just go and stop letting my mind run free I have learned one thing from that Bastard, Hardoleth and his band. Nothing is impossible..