Well, Bree-Town turned out to be just as devoid of honest work as anywhere else... The first day I went into an inn (locals call it the Prancing Pony... What an odd name for an inn!) I almost had my money stolen. I managed to catch the thief before they got away, but otherwise the trip to the Pony was a complete waste of time. There's little work here, as the townsfolk seem to be awfully distrustful of strangers, even of Men such as themselves!
Honestly, it's probably all for the best. I discovered the existence of a mercenary company calling themselves the Bloody Dawn. Frankly, it seemed like the mercenaries of the company were well-paid, so long as they did their jobs right. Fighting is all I know... Tomorrow, I'll try to seek out one of their officers.
It's not the most honorable choice. It's not the most glorious. It might not even make me enough to get by... But I have no choice. Honor can't buy food or clothing.
