Morrinth

And so it came to pass that I parted company with the Sellswords. Though in truth the ties I have formed with them seem impossible to sever in their entirety. My Inn dwells at the foot of the village to which their hall overlooks after all.

Is there not a place in this Middle Earth that is not tainted by my memories? I felt it in the Forsaken Inn. As I sat there in the gloom night after night and sunk enough mead to numb my senses to the world last summer. Unbeknown to me that my lover would soon get her dues for the trouble she brought upon herself. I knew it would happen eventually. I knew she wasn't good for me. I knew how that story ended. Yet I carried on with the charade anyway. She should have died by my hand the moment she read of my secrets. They were mine and mine to share alone.

Diary,

How is it possible to feel this way? To be elated yet so miserable? I feel as though I am walking on clouds as I drown.

Dear Diary,

It's been a while I know, but so little has happened till recently. The trail went cold on that Nighthawk woman or whatever she called herself. I sunk into boredom after that. Tim helped me a lot, talking to him always cheers me up. 

Diary, 

I have been very busy of late, I have been looking up and down the East-West road between the homesteads and Bree, and looked around the marshes. There's no sign of my quarry anywhere. I've barely had a chance to see my friends. 

Had he traded a father who wouldn't listen for an uncle who doesn't either?

Aren visited the Kolten family house, for want of something better to do. He'd been with Tosie earlier, which was good, but had begun to feel lonely and bored since then.

Diary,

It's been wonderful... I can barely stop to think straight my minds all a-flutter. I guess I should explain all that's happened.

Time flies..now I've been here in Bree for nine years..and I'm closer to being one year older myself. I cant help but think of times past..Kaylin and Arianna, I miss them I do but I have moved on, I will always have a place for them in my heart of course. Work progresses as well, armors being done, swords being made ready..

Diary, 

Diary,