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Breeland

Lying Low

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Diary

Here I sit by my camp fire writing my thoughts. I should be in the Pony right now, lounging in a chair by the fireplace with a nice pint, but it seems my stay was cut short by an unexpected visitor. Curse her name, whatever it is.

Sleeping it Off

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Screenshot: General screen

Gone Fishing

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Diary

*Written sloppily as if by a drunk hand*

What luck I've had of late! That young Watcher, Baymon I think he was called, was hefting around a fat coin purse the other night in The Pony as if begging for it to be cut from his belt - the fool. I would have cut it myself if it wasn't for the fact he blathered on about going fishing at Halecatch lake that evening.

The Pocket Notebook of One Miss Appoline Whitethorn

Author: 
Aplin Whitethorn

The scribblings, sketches, and writings of Aplin Whitethorn, faithfully bound and kept in her inner coat pocket at all times. The reader of this journal will be made privy to her innermost thoughts, fears, and misadventures otherwise kept secret from the fair folk of Bree-town. As her wanderings grow, so shall the pages of this chronicle. 

Chasing Shadows

Author: 
Bregeswith

Fastca. It all started with a name.

Journal Entry 2: Of Songs and Barrows

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Official Document

I have had to flee Bree. Shortly after I attended market day a man - I know not whom- spoke to me in Sindarin. Though I affected not to understand, it is clear to me know that some aspect of my manner or speech has betrayed my Noldor blood, despite my mannish clothing and cloak I wear tight about me. I left word with the hostler, Butterbur, that should any answer my note requesting a guide to Barrow-downs they might find me in the sheltered dell a scant few miles west of Bree.

Journal Entry 1: Of Birds, babies, Bull-roarer's and Elf-kind in Bree

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Official Document

I left the hills and valleys of Linden behind with a heaviness upon my heart, in the knowledge than when next I set eyes upon the sea's beyond it shall likely be to carry me hence across the wide ocean and return to the West as did my father before me. Well it is that I rode upon the back of a good, human-bred horse purchased from the merchants of Thrain's Hall, ere my tred would have been heavy and slowed with a great weight of melancholy upon me.

Entry Four: Love Makes Liars of the Best of Us

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Diary

Large, looped letters can be seen scrawled over poor quality pages, sewn into a portion of thin scrap leather. It is obvious that little thought was put into it's construction: it is more a craft of necessity than a work of artful binding. The fourth entry reads:

IV.

Dear Journal,

Far Away From Home II.

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Diary

Far Away From Home II.

Entry One - Far Away From Home

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Diary

Far Away From Home

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