I have learned that I cannot, at any time, tell a soul where I will be in a week's time. For I never know myself, when strange differences in my life may occur. Pleasant and unpleasant alike.
Recently, I met the merchant Dwarf, Master Frimsi. We spoke a little while, and my goodness! He seemed he could sell me my own hair and make me believe it was quite the bargain! Still, I rather enjoyed speaking with him.
He had scarcely spoken of his upcoming journey to Othrikar, and invited me along as the caravan healer, when another man, Baranbor, joined the conversation and said we were to leave that very night! That very moment, in fact!
In truth, I was so flustered by his sudden insistence, that I could not explain why leaving on a whim so, would be foolish. Thankfully, Master Frimsi expertly explained, and we left about a week later.
We are now in Trestlebridge. Myself, Master Frimsi, the sweetest lad Lambwise Twofoot, Baranbor, and Lady Linglorel the Elven Huntress.
Somehow, we found mishap not long after leaving the village of Bree, in the form of three orcish arrows to Bor's chest. Thankfully, his armour prevented the arrows from going any deeper, and he merely needed stitches and wrapping. I feared they were poisoned arrows, but they were not.
Along with them, the Elven huntress and Bor brought the quaintest, oddest, yet kindest stranger with them. His name is Greengrove. He and his wife invited us to dine at their home, and they offered us gifts for our journey. I was gifted the purest, most refreshing water I have ever tasted, along with some herbs.
I should have liked very much to stay and speak with the two of them a while. Perhaps I shall meet them again.
Still, being on this journey has been lovely. I am finding myself smiling and laughing far more often, and a strange comradery from such a very diverse array of personalities. Lambwise particularly, is such a warmhearted, kind soul.
I find myself feeling more and more that meeting him before, must have been a dream. I have not seen him since, after all. I suppose I should not be surprised. At least it lent me closure. If I should see him again, I shall suggest we may begin again as friends and relearn each other. My hear shan't tear itself apart so cruelly at his being.
I must rest now. We travel soon.
~Ashwyneth
