An odd place I find myself within, Bree-Land, I am told.
Met I, a curious gathering of people since arriving, a Man claiming me a Whore,
Woman defending me, as she too was accused of such. Interesting how I am viewed.
Found myself in a predicament, even a smile and word could not protect me from; the
thoughts haunt me still, but my quest remains the same, to find my Father.
I have heard rumors of where he might be but not solid enough to bet upon yet.
Perhaps I will meet him one day again, I hope so.
For now, finding supplies, somewhere to rest, safe and a Meal might be a good start.
