This trip, this death wish we started days ago. From Bree we left. I ended up having to talk to a hobbit about the bee's and the flowers.....in other words....''love making''. He does not understand...and i'll not go deep into it. On those slopes of weathertop...those darned slopes almost killed me early! I can't carry logs up there by myself. ''Old Man'' is now my name to the others. PAH!
I seem to draw attention.....three people approached me that night on Weather top. on claiming to be an elf ranger....hah!.....the other's I knew...I had them send a message to those dear to me back home. Next we stayed at Ost Gilliath....to pick up miss Asteldis and ''cabbage''....I hate that man, the green mane.....a ingrate, a fool.....of course that is only opinion. Most of us caught a cold that night from the bloody rain. Atleast I can cook well ti seems.....very well.
I should have probally been more careful when riding up that hill to scout.....as I ran into a troll....almost killed our whole party! Atleast no one died....one almost did....but no one needs to know it was mostly my fualy we ran into it. Then to the hanging city we wen't. I forget the name of the old ruins. We rested there...too long...I was able to get some more are and such things...so the others are no longer dry for the trip...
Next to Echad Eregion! Or Mirobel or one of them....they all seem the same to me! Tension amungst us..Rinni thinks a few of our members mean harm to our trip. So of course I am the ''lucky'' one that has to watcch them...atleast our gambling game was fun..I won four silver. I'm a sly ''old dog''...That Mason.....that is it for now it seems....now just to wait a bloody few more days till we set off again. PAH!
