Bree

I have been in Bree a few months.. there is much need here and while I have little in the way of coin, I have tried to help where I can. Chance took it recently while in the Prancing Pony I happened upon a Minstrel a Lady of Song and Harp..

I listened a good while, some of the melodies I recognised.. it was then I realised this was the Sister Drimmeth had spoken of. I waited till she was done and then enquired, it was not long before we were talking and upon revealing my friendship with Drimmeth her curiosity was peaked.

Tahitoa the hunter spent many weeks on the road, passing through a region they called the Trollshaw, with a rather noisy and rude caravan of dwarves heading west.  As they were coming out of the foothills, they passed  some elves camps and the dwarves became even more outspoken in their strange language, using words that Tahi did not know, and was to scared to ask about, though he was quite sure such words were directed to the elves.

Dear diary,

A couple of days ago, I was at the Prancing Pony during the evening.

At some point I stood outside on my usual spot. I saw a man, and when he came closer to me I recognized Khandaris.

We went inside for a drink. We talked for some time, and had a few laughs.

Another day in the Pracing Pony, standing near the door and peering around like always. Not this time. A tall and muscular man enters the inn and locks his gaze on me. It's my opportunity, he walks towards me and we enstablish a conversation. Something wrong is going on, something is amiss here but I keep calm, I keep speaking to him, not a very long conversation and not much words required for it, all I know his name is Finn,... Finn. We head to the backrooms for a while and after a short period of time, I get very well paid. A gold coin!

A new page has turned. As I leave behind my writings from Imladris, I joyfully turn to the next page.

Apparently, Beodrid has been harbouring quite some feelings for me, and I only recently became aware of it after I had kissed him, in an attempt to ward off his drunken suitor, Areene, a foolish young girl who had been jumping him and constantly trying to win his affections.