Cristran

We undertook quite a gruelling ride to the Foresaken Inn for the first leg of our journey to Rivendell.  We really get along well, Cristran is so easy to talk to and is laid back and easy going.  He's an officer in the Bree malitia he tells me. His folk are wealthy farmers and they have land.  Any girl would know he is quite a catch! I have been giving myself stern 'talking to's' about glancing at him with goo-goo eyes, I wouldn't want him thinking I'm unprofessional.

I will try to accurately document here yet again of what has happened in the meantime since my last diary entry. I may digress slightly within this journal as I believe I may have omitted some minor detail last time.

Cristran had visited my home the next day so that I could check that he was healing adequately after our encounter in the Old Forest.   I quietly marvelled at just how quickly he was healing, he had suffered this malady for far longer than I would believe any mortal could and he was healing at a hugely accelerated rate. 

I need to put pen to paper and journal properly what has been going on. These records may be vital in days and weeks to come.