At the Prancing pony today, I ran into several of the occupants I met last night. Chief amongst the was a man in a hood and grey cloak, and a young local lass. The man had me stumped. He was a mysterious figure to be sure, and he had my curiosity at an all high right until about an hour ago. The captain has just informed me he is also a Ranger, one of many operating in Bree-land at present. He has his own operations however, and is unaware of mine.
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Leathery bound journal
