Flynagin

Tarsorel heard the word shouted in the inns common room and his blood ran cold.  "Quawha!"  He did not know what the word meant. But he knew from where it came.  It was. Southron language, either Harradric or close enough so as to make no difference.  The old soldiers eyes locked onto the source of the word and found a young, olive skinned woman dressed in simple clothes. Yet his eyes were drawn to the large curved blade worn on her back. The blade of a Southron.  

I almost did not bring you, book. Nor any writing implements. I must take care not to wake the woman by my side. She keeps stirring, and I do not wish to have to explain your existence. It is an unusually quiet night in the Trollshaws but that in itself is ominous, I find I cannot rest, the memories of this place. The bank of the Hoarwell. They keep me awake.

Zurich cannot write nor speak elegantly enough to capture her thoughts, though she spends much of her time reflecting; over what some may find stressful to recall, Zurich finds comfort in remembering any joyful times with those she may have once claimed to love.

Everyone speaks to me saying that they wish I was how I used to be; those who don't develop a brand idea that they can fix me by breaking me to a point of fighting back. The only two who's support has worked, I personally feel, is my mentor Blince and my mate Bouddycca.

OOC note: This adventure will serve as a log for the duration of the time we are on the road. It will likely remain unfinished until the event is complete and we are back home in Bree. I plan to update it after every night of RP. Please also note that this is strictly for OOC reference, and this does not exist ICly. Its main purpose is to serve as a catchup guide for anyone who may have missed a day previously, or to simply review what happened the night before.

Day 1; 28/3/14:

Dear diary, or whatever it is you want to be called - I prefer that bit of paper that I rant about life on, but diary is a bit easier to say. Still, hello! It has been a while since I wrote in you my friend. Lots of things have happened since then. Seems I'm always galavanting off to all corners of the world. Went with Flynagin and his folks up to Forochel and then to Evendim and I went off with Drunn into the wilderness and all sorts.