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Rain...



It rained.. for what it seemed like an eternity. I pulled myself to the edge of the moat, and counted the rain droplets. I should’ve just pulled myself under the bridge to stay dry… but I didn’t care anymore. I’ve given up.. No one is coming. An elf ran completely by me today.. They must have been from that forest outside of Moria. To have my hopes so lifted.. to see a face, a person so close.. but as I reached out for help.. They ran off. Nobody is coming.

I sleep more.. a lot more.. Its absolute torture… I dream I dream like it’s real so real.. Only to wake up back in this nightmare. I see my friends.. all of them, Dudon,Kyne,Cirdu,Thorokor, Tarth, even ones I didn’t run into but once like Rast and Sid. The dreams are the worst.. I dream of happiness.. I want to not wake up. I want to stay in my dreams...

 

I try not to move around too much, even writing in this is difficult now. My stomach hurts like no other. I get dizzy it so I just lie here.. sleep If I hear something above me. I try to call out. However Its so depressing when it’s ignored.. I’m pretty sure I’ve slept through some travelers passing by. I don’t have the energy anymore. Nobody is coming. I will write my letters while I have enough energy, and hope, that one day.. eventually my Journal is found, and the person is kind enough to deliver them.


 

Deliver to Barliman in the Prancing Pony of bree. to Rast I don’t know where else he might find recieve it..

 

Rast

I’ve only ran into you once.. but I’ve never had so much fun inside the Pony then the night we met. Inventing those stories up  of the partons was just too fun. I haven’t see you around there, but I haven’t exactly been in town either. I get too stir crazy in town. I remember going camping on that little island, and that pond having every fish except.. what was it Stark? Anyway I wanted to say thanks for the fun. I hope you keep up the good spirits.

 

Deliver to Barliman in the Prancing Pony of bree.  To Sidwell Same with him.. Not sure where he lived either.

 

Sid

We got out of dodge of the watch! Stole some steeds! Well… I stole a steed.. Went to my campsite drank from the keg that was on the stolen steed..., got rid of evidence.. hahaha It was fun. I showed you a few of my gardens as well. Unfortunately. none were harvestable. They seem to have caught on. Oh well.  It happens.  If I make it out of this you’re going to be able to run circles around me… Pretty sure I’ll never have the running speed I used to have after this.. but if you get this letter, Well.. you’ll reallly run circles around me haha. Be safe Sid.

Deliver to neighborhood Ridgeborough crier.

Tarth,

You taught me how to use my blades, throw knives, dance with purpose! Even though your.. ex wife was crazy and almost killed me.. I managed to live.. well sorta If you’re getting this.. I got too curious in some ruins. And I know nothing of mending wounds. When I had to put that hot coal in your wound when you got shot by an arrow.. it was the grossest thing I’ve ever done.. I haven’t heard from you in a while, but I assume you’re still going after your kid. Hope it goes well.


 

Please deliver to Kynethryt in Islin neighborhood crier.

Kyne!

Kyne, I wish I let you know where I was going. I never heard back from Dudon about the second Moria adventure with us. If you get this.. there wont be one.. The night we went Pub crawling in the shire was the best! One of my favorite memories. Even though.. I only remember about half of it! And the fireworks! At the trapper’s ball!! Priceless. You’re one brave soul Kyne!

 

To Gold and Acherd House of the Crimson Sun. Neighborhood Crier in Ridgeborough with Tarth's letter.

 

Gold, Acherd…  I’m writing your letter together since you two are practically inseparable anyways! I still think you should give up being Trappers. Acherd, you are a really good Fisher though.. I was a terrible fisher. I talk to much. Its a curse, more then it is a gift. I wish I told you two where I was going.  I wish I told a lot of people like I did when I went to Moria for the first time. Nope for some reason the trip I decide to go on my own on.. I decided to not tell anyone. There goes my brain again not working. Oh well! I enjoyed traveling up North with you two, and Gold.. the sky is pink in the morning! Oh.. Gold sorry for the firework mess me and my friend Kyne left in the front of your Kins house after the ball… That was me… and her.. Yeah..


 

To Thorokor Please deliver to the neighborhood Stanlinch to the Crier there.. She’ll know where to take it to from there

 

You know, my opinion of you only recently changed with the bank robbery.. I used to think you were this big bounty hunter vigilante… but then you robbed a bank with me! Then I wanted to follow you around, but you weren’t havin’ it! Too busy with the Ahem.. Women you “Don’t” pay.  I remember when you took me to kill that Giant in the woods we were going to collect a bounty on it! Haha, that was before I even knew how to use a blade properly. Then I got involved with the trappers.. and Things went down hill a bit for me there… but I did learn how to use my swords, so it wasn’t all bad. Oh well If I would’ve known you weren’t all goody two shoes… I would’ve bothered you more to go do things a lonnng time ago!


 

Deliver to Barliman in the Prancing Pony of bree. Have him give this to Magpie. His most loyal customer.

 

Magpie!

I’ve had so much fun with you, I don’t even think I would’ve made it this far without your help! Those maps really came in handy. But, now I’ve torn them up and tossed them into the moat.. hoping someone would see the litter and see what was going on. I hope the birdys you’re chasing are falling right into your lap! Ha! literally! I can only smile when I think about the fun we’ve had. Thanks Magpie for being my friend. If I ever get outa this mess I’m totally going to pants you in front of a birdy of yours! However if you do get to read this.. It means it will never happen…



 

The best… for last...

To Cirdu.. Deliver to the neighborhood Stanlinch to the Crier Same place as Thorokor’s letter..

 

Cirdu.. I was coming to see you. Thorokor told me you were locked up in Gondor. I left as soon as I could.. I told Thorokor I was going to punch you but I wasn’t.  I wanted to sound tough! I missed you.. I wanted to try and break you out of Jail. I wouldn’t of cared if we had to live life on the run from then on, or if we just had to stay out of Gondor. I wanted to see the world with you. I guess that’s only a dream now. I loved when you took me from bree, to the ruins in the barrows. It sparked my wanderlust.  Kinda Ironic that I fell in another ruins.. Maybe that’s why I stopped here. It reminded me of our first adventure. My flower… has lost all its petals now I couldn’t help but take it out and hold it while I hoped someone would find me. I fell asleep and must have rolled over it or something. I do see you in my dreams. Those torturous  dreams.. I just don’t want to wake up anymore into this nightmare.  Here’s a little code for you… 2 96 11 I hope you figure it out.

 

I’m going to sleep now.. It’s sad to say.. but I hope I don’t wake up.