Journey to Bree
Now in the Shire, the land of the Hobbit's. I ventured quite quick through these lands as the lands were well protected and there we hardly any goblins to find. I only had some trouble going trough the Rushock Bog but after that it were all fine roads. A good thing I remember of the Shire was the ale they served in an inn in Hobbiton. It was really good let me tell you, even though it was in such small pints. After that I went straight to Stock and further to Bree-Land.
A short while on the road again I suddenly get ambushed by some gang. They said: "Your money or your life!". I as a dwarf don't surrender so easily, so I charge them. They didn't expect me to attack so suddenly and weren't prepared I was able to kill one of them already. Now 3 against me I was outnumbered but I had hope. I blocked one strike and killed one more. It was 2 against. Me now beginning to get over-confident I strike but the leader of the gang anticipated my move. He blocked it with his shield and hit me with his blunt weapon on my head. I fell unconscious. Slowly my vision was fading away into the blackness.
But then I heard war horn, I believe it was the horn of Bree. that was all I could remember. A while later I woke up with a terrible headache. I was in an hospital in Bree, they told me that I was in a sleep for 2 days and that I was recovering fine. A day later when I was back on the street I heard that a gang near the Southern Bree-Fields was taken care of. A gang that was robbing people for half a month near Bree. So those were the men I fought. And I heard the lands west of Bree were "Safe".
I decided to stay a while in Bree, to take some rest. In Bree I started hammering iron and it is where I became a weaponsmith. Being a weaponsmith is sort of a tradition in the Silverfist family and it is odd that I didn't know the art already. But this is because of the fact my uncle Dlaïn (who I grew up with) passed away when I was still working in the mine , so I did not really have a guide for it. But there was talent in me as my mentor quickly knew. I mastered this skill in less than two weeks which is even fast for a dwarf! This would be my profession I knew it. So from then on I would be known as Ryga Silverfist, The weaponsmith.
Here ends part three of my story.
