Day 451
We have arrived to a house that I learned is named The Forsaken Inn. What a haunting name and I can understand the reason as I look around and hear the wind howl like a wolf as it slips through the damage and cracks of this building.
Our dwarven companion remained in Ost Guruth and we continued. We climbed the hill that I saw, it was a long and tiresome track but was it worth the climb. We saw the entire land and much beyond it. I caught a glimpse of what I believe is the land of Bree, we are not far from it now.
If we remain here another night or continue has yet to be decided. I cannot say that the food and drink here is easy to swallow but we cannot remain without buying something. We lack the foreign coin but has he accepted the thin plate of copper we offered in exchange for our stay.
It is strange to think this house is so damaged. Many travelers must come here both going to the barren lands and to that of Bree.
There is a strange smell in the air and I find myself wondering what it could be.
*An image is painted on the bottom of the parchment (image is made by me)*
