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Northern Diary Entry 2



Piss on honor!

Frewynn... why should it be so hard to explain to her of the obligations I have back home?, she thinks I can just abandon them, and choose to remain with her instead, can I?

Would I even be the man she feels for, if I reneged on my most basic principle?, that duty comes first?. She left me stranded last night, when she claimed I was the one in the wrong, perhaps I am, but I cannot change who I am, nor can I shy away from the tasks set before me, Théoden king is not well, how then can I desert his cause?, nay... it is impossible.

I know not what to do, I have sent word to the south, finding a keeper of doves that told me he could get a message through the gap, my hopes lie with him now, until I get word, or until the gap once more is open so I may return home, I cannot face Frewynn. Her honor is more important to me, than...love.

Piss on Honor!

Why must we be bound by the rituals of old, the traditions of our realm, when so far away from it?

If Théoden king rejects, if my father objects... how can I choose?, why is life so difficult?, simply due to that small word, honor....