((OOC Note: Sorry for the shortness, i was only in the mood for a short one, they should get longer if i decide i want to keep going. Enjoy! :D))
Today i returned to Bree, the land i have spent most my life in. I was happy to see not much had changed, the same old squabbles, the same old drunks. I'm glad to see people living without fear up here...it almost makes me feel at peace.
I looked around the old town atop Willow, i reminisced on the past as i rode past my old house sadly on this little trip down memory lane i couldn't find anyone i remembered. They all think im dead, if Lanth actually convinced them that is, i have no doubts he did his job well enough.
As i grew closer to the Pony the memories grew more fond. I remember the nights i spent here, such a happy time in my life. I may have teared up a little. But lets keep that as our secret.
I settled down Willow in the old inns stables and climbed off her, i turned and slid my helmet off, making my way inside. I was so glad to see Barliman again, that man served me many an ale and luckily! He remembered me! After chatting with him for a bit i bought myself an ale and a room for the week.
I turned off to go find my room, not before seeing a face i remember far too often however my reunion with him is for a later date.
For now i must sleep, traveling has been hard and my legs ache.
