Kiss

Diary,

It's been wonderful... I can barely stop to think straight my minds all a-flutter. I guess I should explain all that's happened.

It twas a hot day on this day, the sun burning up above when I rode into Bree from a hunting trip. Once I sold all my gatherings, I saw Sir Damric (That bloody man...ugh...) with a mysterious looking man. I just couldn't help myself, I went over and immediately realized I made a mistake. If you could call it that... This man, Zurtriin he called himself, knew me somehow. But more importantly, he knew about Quincell.

     The sun had already begun to set by the time Dieudonnae, Bucta, and Hector returned to the Hughes' Estate. The vanishing sun was casting long shadows across the cobbled stone streets, and the clouds in the sky bore a distinct hue of light purple and orange. Arriving at the archway that leads up to her Manor, Dieudonnae halted the company behind her. She ordered Hector to return to overseeing the Mercenary Outpost in Andrath that she had assigned him to.

It was a night a couple of weeks ago; I was on my first job as an bodyguard in my entire life. A maiden was getting hunted by some kind of bad guys, i don't know, the fact is that It was a hell of a day. Some crazy young woman tried to strike her with a knife. Glad that she failed, but I didn't notice that. The captain of her house was mad, and shouted against me while I was in shock.

"Oi!" Umbaindes shouted as at a passing Boen, quite displeased.
Boen turned and grinned slyly, looking at Umbaindes with a rather searching look. They were along the Great East Road
"Ah, I was hoping to bump into you actually." Boen looked quite honest, and rather pleased, at the fact that he had bumped into his chieftainess.
"Why?" Umbaindes asked, not actually making eye contact with Boen.