Masrick

Deal with a Watcher

It has been quite a long day. 
We left just after dusk yesterday and went along the road of Chetwood towards the northern Weatherhills.
The mission is simple. Find out what information you can find about the staff in Ost Alagos, avoid combat and keep one another safe.
I set off my journey with four companions. 

ENCOUNTER THREE, THIRD TIME IS THE CHARM

In her belief that her third encounter would be the best of the lot(Excluding her gratefulness for Miss Vaven, of course), Lock would set out carefully for whom to approach. She did not pick inside of the inn, rather outside of it—a man leaning against a row of fences, opposite of the inn. His features were graced by a shadowing hood, his hands and arms unseen by the throw of a cloak. 

And I here I am, stuck back in bree-land yet again. After all these years of being down south in Gondor, doing my duty as a solider, working my way through the ranks. Hard work, twas all i ever gave and after all of which i had suffered and gained down there, i was to be called back home again. Home to do what was expected of me, to run the family business while my bloody father was off lording it up all over middle-earth. I tired and tried to convince him to leave me in the south but it was hopeless, father and his strong will never broke, it was inevitable...Northward bound.