This is really most frustrating...I could simply scream...I am in such a foul mood now.
Everything is ruined.
I had hoped to show my sisters that I am really quite capable of continuing the honor of our line without their help and face all that lies ahead of me on my own and I have done very well indeed I must say...but of course, they are not listening which is SO unfair.
I have met actual halflings and eaten pie with them! I even helped one of them cook something she called "Toad in a Hole" which was disgusting but fascinating. It did not actually involve toads, which was quite the shock I must say! I tried to thank the halfling for her instruction afterwards but could not tell which one of their womenfolk she was so I thanked one at random...I hope that was the correct halfling but if not I am sure she will pass along my thanks.
I have also broken bread with Dwarves! Not the sort of Dwarves who visit Rivendell on occasion, but real miner Dwarves, the filthy, smelly kind! The showed me some of their handiwork which was quite impressive and terribly heavy.
Finally I have met the simple men folk of Eriador and they are so charming and rustic! They are just like I pictured them! I have watched them till their fields with great interest. I have also wept with them over their losses to the horrible Goblins and sought to make some amends to them...which is part of why I am in this foul mood.
Everything had been going so well and I had managed to sneak out of the Goblin's camp almost all the things that woman asked me for in Trestlebridge...not sure which one she was but she was very stern, much like Xanderian but uglier. Anyway, I tripped just a little and the Goblin's all had a fit and attacked me. Luckily I was well prepared by my Masters for such a situation even if I had left before my tutelage was complete and they had forbidden me to leave which was JUST AS UNFAIR AS MY SISTERS.If Xandilif had not said that I could leave Imladris, which I am in her debt about, I am sure I would still be sitting there and I would be SO angry.
Anyway...I fought GOBLINS. Horrible greenish ones, which looked much like the halflings actually but more slender and greener..and less furry. Anyway, I was doing wonderfully., and it was all just as Lif had described. Evil fell like wheat before my scythe, well I didn't actually have a scythe but you understand (did I mention I have seen a scythe being used with real wheat?)...anyway, then I got hit by an arrow and things became no fun at all. Those Goblins jumped all over me, and broke several of my possessions...they even cut me in several places beyond the arrow in my leg which I felt was quite excessive.
Luckily I managed to keep them away long enough to get back onto my horse and out of there...that actually was a very nice gift from the Monk and has proven very useful.
Almost as soon as I found a secluded place to rest and heal my wounds and reflect on how brave I had been, the screaming started. Every time I closed my eyes, there was my sister Xanderian in my head demanding that I tell her what was happening and that I come back to Imladris immediately. It was bad enough when before the Goblins Xandilif sent me a call that she had bought some stupid house out in Gondor, like I would really care while I was adventuring, but this was just infuriating. I tried to ignore the Monk but she kept...on...yelling and asking if I was alright. She really can be quite over the top if you ask me. I know she means well but I am NOT a baby. She has to understand that.
Finally, my leg nearly mended I simply could not take it anymore and reached out to Xandilif as a last resort. Surely she would understand that Xanderian was ruining it all. The Banshee was surprisingly close I think when she responded, and busy doing Banshee things since it seemed like blood was everywhere. At first she was fine and promised she would see Xanderian soon and would tell her to leave me alone...but then even SHE insisted that I should stay where I was and she would come and get me. Seriously? I told her I did not need her help either and that I was doing just fine...she actually said I must be lying to her...and then she LAUGHED at me! I was so mad I refused to talk to her anymore. That should teach her I am not to be trifled with like that.
I really hate having sisters. How can I show them how adult I have become if they keep bothering me and treating me like a baby! They are VERY inconsiderate, the both of them.
Anyway, it is time to go...and after all this excitement I need a rest. I need somewhere quiet where I can get better food then this Cram and plan my next adventure.
I will ride for Bree...no one will bother me there.
