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Musing thoughts by his lonesome self

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It's been more than a week since I've been banished from anywhere near Bree, Combe, or even Archet.  Each day in the Lonelands isn't all that thrilling to me, especially since you don't really see bandits other than the suspicious looking buggers from time to time.  Sure they look like uglier men, but folks and myself included took to calling them goblin-men, or half orcs.... Still bear that white hand.

Speaking of, I still have that key with the ruby crown in the ring.  Even as of now I still have little idea of what it could be used for.  In any case, I'm not planning on losing it anytime soon.  Especially not with a friend having at least some faith I could see this through as long as I had a friend or two with me.

Ah, my friends.  That's been the word on my mind hasn't it?  Never did get to see any of them since I was kicked out under pain of death.  Then the watch blatantly said if they ever cared about me, they'd never see or contact me again.  Not even a hug goodbye to Brynleigh, even as I was shackled up with five watchers guarding me... the buggers.  Even by now, I'm damn certain they never forgot about me, because I sure haven't.  Hell, I could even hear some commotion coming from the villages just yesterday.  Probably a celebration about something.  Surely won't remember I exist after the party.  Most wouldn't want a bonafide outlaw coming to say hello, much less stay for the festivities.  Then comes Dufr and Lockewood.  I haven't seen them in more than a month, which makes it all the more of a hassle to explain everything.  Dufr'll never want to see me again after I squandered the second chance he gave me... What am I saying?  He'd never give up on me like that so easily.  

For food, I suppose I'm doing well on that.  Swipe a few bites from the blackwolds nearby, a little coney there, and I'm satisfied with food.  Still doesn't help I don't have anybody to talk to.  I'll see if Ost Guruth has anybody there if there are any of the Eglain.  Maybe.  On the other hand, there is that letter from T I still need to follow up on.  At this point though it's probably far too late to act on it.  It's worth a good check, and if it is a trap, I'll just up and run away.