Journey of the Ranger (Part IX): Many steps taken, many still to take

It has been very long since I last wrote down what has happened. Ever since an old expedition within Annuminas.
I suppose this would be a good moment to write again, as days grow darker. 
I am in Bree-land, at my camp in Ost Barandor. I've been in back in Bree for about two weeks now. Before that I was wandering along the road between Bree-land and the Trollshaws.
I miss the greatness of traveling, but I am stranded in Bree once more. Halbarad wants me to keep an eye on the Blackwold, apparently they have been increasing in activities once more.

Its these moments that I have to myself that I wonder about the world, about old friends and even old kinsmen.
Yes..... The Grey Warden. Where has he gone?
Last I heard of him, he was somewhere within Ered Luin. I believe Taala was hunting him down for unknown reasons to me that I do not wish to bother myself with.
The Grey Warden was never really a social person towards his own kin, but none the less he is kin, and I only speak ill of my kinsmen in the rarest of cases.
I hope he is doing well, I hope he has found peace somewhere beyond this world filled with death and violence. In either a living state, or in the life after this one. I wonder if our paths cross again..... Time will tell.

Then there is Fiontann and Rothrian. Last I saw the two of them they were heading east, along the road towards Imlardis.
I had not seen Fiontann so happy in a very long time. I believe he finally decided to take some time off. To lay back and let his mind and body heal. 
Knowing him he would go to the one place where death and violence are extremely rare.... Imlardis itself. Fiontann knows where it is, and I know he likes the hidden valley. However, on my most recent stay there I did not find him, nor her. I wonder if they have moved into the mountains, or towards Eregion. Most off all, I hope they are safe and well.

Then there is Kazuki. A morally grey woman from what must be the far region of Khand.
She does not open up easily nor does she like speaking about her life. Though to me it seems like she just needs a friend. Perhaps I am too good of heart again, or perhaps I am right.
I like her. She is simple and straight forward with most things. I hope I get a chance to get to know her a bit better. After all, she comes from a land that I have never been to.

Such are the things that keep my mind busy these days. Old friends, kin and new folk.... 
But above all I wish this endless war would stop. So I can hunt in peace, travel in peace. Perhaps even settle down somewhere.
I also want to go back to Forochel... Be amongst my friends, the Lossoth. The cold and the beauty of the night skies. It is something I miss everyday.

I guess that is all I wished to share in my journal. Until the next time I feel the urge to write.....