The winter was soon to come, Amyily should feel it in the air even if the air up here was a lot different up here. Now she standing up a mountain, looking out over the land. She turn her head to her lovely June, the horse her father have been using before he disappeared. She seems calm. Amy smiles at her. Few weeks ago she had seek up the man that many had told her about, Fiontann. Her first impression was he seemed like a hard man, but a good one. She decided to trust him and followed him to the Kinhouse. She was told she needed to be trained in fight skills. At first she think for a moment to say no, but then she changed her mind. May be this is what she was going to do. She could use her skills to do good. Only of she could hold her nervously back. She had been training a bit with her father, he had said that she had the same skills but she needed to control her feelings. But after he disappeared she had a hard time to control them. One of the reason she left Bree was to try to get her old and proud self back. But I soon will be showed to be hard. The first day of training was a mess up. She felt she shake in her hold body, all those eye´s on her made her really nervous and she could not aim with her bow at all. She felt so ashamed she just wanted to sink down though the ground. The training with the sword was going better and she felt that sword was the thing for her even if she still need more training.
One if the best things is that she have meet new friends. She have not had any friends for years and she really needed someone to talk to. And she found someone, Rothrian. A lovely woman that took her time to hear Amy´s story. She made her feel safe and calm, she had no problem to talk to her about her past. She needed it and someone in this kin need to know what happened to her.
Amy smiles as she look out over the area and thinks that this is her new home.
