It had been a long journey for Lyriad. Indeed, a journey without a certain destination is ever likely to take longer than one with a direct purpose and Lyriad wouldn’t be the first or last to find this out. The road had taken many turns in the four years since she had left her home in Rohan and she had enjoyed her travels; she felt however that the time for tarrying in journey or adventure should be postponed for the present due to a simple yearning to discover the place known as Bree. She had heard much of the town on her journey and its reputation appealed to her mind. It certainly seemed a good place to get to know the area, full of travellers and locals both rich and poor alike and Lyriad was certainly willing to explore the possibilities that the residents may open up to her.

The cold ringing of her boots on the cobbles ground to a halt as she paused just before the gate which led into the town. One brief glance over her shoulder and deep breath gave her all the motivation necessary to stride through the entrance and before she knew it her feet had taken the final steps and she was within the town itself. The bustling streets sent a whirl to her head making it feel dizzy and already the appeal of the place started to fade as grim reality struck her like a knife. All the same, the grimmer the place, the more the opportunity…