Lately I have been quite idle, I had no contracts and nothing to do except from drinking in the pony and doing some traveling around Bree. I like taking long strolls and that's what I have been doing these days, strolling under the moon and sun, sitting on the grass and writing, writing in these pieces of paper. I don't know why, I just do it, I write anything that comes to my mind, without reason or purpose, just writing...
I've been drinking in the Prancing Pony, enjoying the company of the folk there, and then strolling here and there, eager for battle, eager to fight, waiting for a contract, waiting for somebody to come for business...
