They're here. I'm sure of it. I cannot fully explain why but I know they've come for me.
Outside the Pony, I saw a group of runes carved against the steps. Most would probably see this as simple graffiti, or an unintelligible scribble, but I know it as much more than that. This is Azkas' work.
I know he's in Bree, he must be, but I cannot go asking questions. I cannot risk anybody else finding out that I'm here, although from the sounds of it word of my arrival in Bree is spreading quickly. That's probably why Azkas has come here after all.
I need to seek out somebody to send word to him, somebody to seek him out personally and get us to meet away from prying eyes.
