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Fear



I have wandered Eriador but I have not seen every corner, every shadow in it's wake.  I have yet to study it's sorrow and it's joy in depth.  But it seems my own sorrow and anxiety has returned ot haunt me. I received a letter from home this day, the first one in years.  While I am aware that Father has sent men to collect me before and bring forth my return.  I do not know what his motivations at this moment are.  His actions were never in love, so I cannot assume he has missed my presence.  I am but a symbol an object to allow him to bask further in his title and authority.  I cannot imagine that my departure bode well for his name.  He claimed in the letter that without my presence; our neighboring Lord that I was sworn to wed.  Would be forced to look for a match within the league of House Landgrave.   Politics at it's finest.  Countrymen they are but such a house has long been our rival.   I wish to remain in Bree at this time.  While it cannot compare to the beauty of Imladris or the stalwart justice of my homeland.   It has become a home away from home.   I have seen few old faces.  Save Kristophor he still deems me a friend after all this time.   Even after I had went my own way, if only Caliko had been at his side as well.   I must admit.. I am afraid.  I feel as if there is a sudden shift in the wind.