Lucey Lightfoot. An interesting woman. Strong, though she doesn't admit it. I have seen her for some time around Bree and she's made it her own, in her own way. For a blind woman, she's one of the most active people I've seen.
A pretty lass, too. I see the men eyeing her, though few are bold enough to say aught. She's well liked by the Town Watch. I've seen them stop their patrols just to watch that she makes it safely through their patrol areas before they resume their rounds.
Bandits had burned her family farm and killed her family. She's been making her way since, living in Bree. Uncle Hadhranel told me of this. I had thought she was one of the many displaced victims of the wars ravaging Eregion. In a sense she is, since those wars have emboldened many a cutthroat looking for easy marks as the refugees stream into the relative safety of Bree-land.
Coming from my uncle, a 'request' that I look into a matter is more like a command, though he never states it as such. I know he is involved in another matter of import, or he would likely be paying a bloody visit to the bandits who have made Miss Lucey's home their own.
Ahmrun's return to Bree is fortuitous, or my return and his already being there, either way, it works out well. He knows Miss Lucey and it's obvious that (no pun intended), Miss Lucey has her eyes set on him. It's not surprising. He's...well, Ahmrun is unique. He's also one of the few people I trust at my back. Together, we will scout and plan our reclamation of Miss Lucey's farm.
