Brother

My brother is insufferable.

Which brother, you may ask?

Well, I have three brothers. I have a half-sister as well, but she lives with her mother and my parents refuse to talk about her; I believe she's over in Crickhollow, just the other side of the Brandywine Bridge. As to my brothers, two of them have settled in Hobbiton-Bywater - one on one side, nearer the Hill (not the same one that is our namesake, despite the presence of the Appledores thereupon), and one on the other.

Eira had been shocked when Demlemoth told her of a shocking intel: her father, Aglarzor, had a son.

Trigger warning: Domestic abuse mentioned

Breen is a large man both in stature and height standing at almost six feet and two inches tall. Now in his mid twenties he is an independent and renowned horse farmer and supplies most of Bree and the surrounding areas and regularly travels between Bree and his birthplace in Rohan and even beyond should a lucrative deal be likely.

It was a cold winter, especially moreso in the northern regions such as the woods of Annúndir that resided between the Fields of Fornost and Kingsfell. Despite the temperature, the day was glowing, but the sun hid behind a mask of clouds. It was to be expected as light comes with heat, and if heat was masked so should light.

His body felt broken, his mouth tasted of sand and blood, still salty from the rivers water. He struggled to maintain conciousness and tried to push himself up from the cold shore. 

He knelt beside the stream, his crossbow still shouldered as his eyes scanned the tree line on the other side. With each breath he could still feel the pain shoot from his side, hearing the slight creaking of his ribs moving.