Pedhir stepped out of the Comb and Wattle Inn, wrapping his green cloak around his shoulders. He had come to the conclusion that, while he would continue to explore and traipse about the Northwestern region of Middle Earth, Bree seemed to be a social hub and he would, therefore, make his own hub of sorts; a modest cottage just North of Bree-town. However, if he was going to build a home for himself, he would need to acquire supplies. Thankfully, he now had the necessary lumber out of the way after his meeting with the head of the Combe lumber mill.
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