My eyes lay upon the wide and green fields of Bree-land once again. I have settled a camp near the swamps of the Andrath, and I have attempted to establish my business as a hunter in the town again. I went out of my way to hire an errand-runner to take care of the market process for me in town too! This is a much more exciting and relieving return to Eriador.
Much less dark than when I first came, that is.
I have heard rumors of a man named Wolfshead. He is supposedly a great warrior with a tribe outside the city, claiming parts of the land and taking peoples to assemble a force to win authority over the land. I think I shall seek out information on him some other time.
A great way to re-establish my reputation in the town would be to lay claim to the slaying of this powerful warrior! The excitement has overwhelmed me. I can hardly write without dropping the quill or making a mess! Combat has always thrilled me to no end, and to know I can find a worthy adversary even in a place such as Bree...
I have unlimited joy.
