Bree watch

Dearest Father,

I hope this letter finds you well and healthy as when you set off. Do not worry, for Miss Charlotte and I are both wanting in nothing except your quick return home. Life in town is nothing short of exciting and I shall have a good many stories to tell you when you come home.

Deal with a Watcher

This evening 3 to 4 men in hooded cloaks and bearing crossbows fired from the roof of the armory across the town hall at Billium Cutting, Thomas Bristlebrush and Bill Cornman. All the men belong were struck with bolts, Bristlebrush and Cornman died at the scene and Cutting is being treated by a healer at the jail. His injuries are several and one of them very severe, a puncture to the ribs by a bolt.

-3 years, 7 months and 9 days since my departure from Harad.-

Breeland is oddly peaceful. Oddly, as in, compared to my homeworld, these lands are at true peace, despite the troublesome figures that might roam their lands. Yes, Southerners, half-orcs, orcs and other foul things linger around, but it is nowhere near like living close to Mordor. The fact I do not have the stirrings of those dark lands any longer above my head is a great relief and eyeopener.

Well recent events have been interesting to say the least. I finally told pa-pa about Skelly and I, he took it better than expected but not as good as I'd liked. But Skelly seemed happy with his reaction so as long as he's happy I am too. Though apparently keeping something like a relationship a secret in the dawn is impossible. Gossip they said, oh well at least papa knows now so no more worrying about that.