Aallan

...That learns to love.

(The writing here is rather rushed, one may notice sloppy writing.)

Many things had gone on today that I felt like my head could just explode. I mean, it had started out sort of nice but then it got down to being bizarre.

Eliad stepped into the Pony later on in the day after a time of clearing up my head. He watched as the woman in the white dress walked toward her.

"Oh, sir," said the woman. "I was told to talk to you about something by my friends."

"What is that?" asked Eliad.

"I told them about your sister," said the woman. "Then I told them about you."

What the hell did she tell them?!

"Where are they?" asked Eliad, tensing.

I feel a lot more stronger now, a lot more smarter of tactics. I feel like I can be more confident in my skills of combat. Nevertheless, there are things that trouble me.

For one thing, I haven't heard that my friend had gone to the Pony, much less given me a note of something to say what she wanted to talk to me about. I had gone through my routine, though I wasn't used to Bryn and Conrob not being around despite of seeing Bryn earlier talking to Amanda. Though it's only for a few days so I'll make it.

     Today started out like any other day.  I jumped a few bandits, took their loot, gave most of it back to their victims, and of course kept some for myself.  Nothing too special about the brigands I robbed in Chetwood and near the Lone Lands either.  After a day's work and all that, I went over to the Prancing Pony again, to have myself a drink and meet up with the usual friends.  We all met at the table, and I decided to stand at the end of it.

I cannot help but to feel I'm going to have my first actual job soon for my business. Though all in all, this was an interesting day.

Surprises really do come when you least expect it. Quite a few of it happened today.

    Can things get any more confusing for me? So much has been going on lately though it's hard to tell it's for the good or for the bad.

The last few days are a welcome change of pace, though I still can't think of much else other than the key Raven returned to me.  Of course the usual friends in the Pony without the chaos ensuing is something I gladly accept, especially when there is a new charming woman joining our little group.  She was from Gondor, though her bronze skin and hair has caught more than my eyes.  Dryn the lad, was also trying to hit on her plus engage in scuffles of wits.