It was a night a couple of weeks ago; I was on my first job as an bodyguard in my entire life. A maiden was getting hunted by some kind of bad guys, i don't know, the fact is that It was a hell of a day. Some crazy young woman tried to strike her with a knife. Glad that she failed, but I didn't notice that. The captain of her house was mad, and shouted against me while I was in shock.
Dear Diary, this loneliness is nawing at my heart like the sharp teeth of a warg. I have my brother, but I feel as if I am not enough for him. Ever since I returned to Bree.. from my little adventure, he distracts himself with other company. The friends I used to have, no longer exsist. I wonder if anyone will ever love me? I've always been an outcast since I was old enough to talk. Maybe I'll just work in the tavern for the rest of my life. I'll just...
Bree, it's so much different from home, this place I must admit frightens me. Some of it's people are cruel, they care not for what you used to be. You become no one just like every other sorry soul. Sometimes I feel lost, I am very grateful for the fact that I met Talvor though he means the world to me, I never thought anyone would care for me after I lost waldon, I can't forget about Saeldith either she loved me as well, I am lucky to have a cousin such as her.