Carlsson

I was walking towards the East Gate of Bree, for I had business there at the Market Place. The night was calm and wheather fair, though it was late. I had passed the town hall and kept following the street down towards the Auction House.
 I passed a town guard with a hound in tow, a few people went home and another few stopped by the Town Hall. I and an ood looking fellow, which I deemed to be be from the north continued onwards. 

I fear for my niece.

We cannot take two steps without her witnessing or being part of something potentially life-threatening.

We recieved an anonymous tip-off regarding the location of a new bandit hideout, recommending the most experienced of our order

With Kerl in Jail, it was up to me to locate the new Bandit headquarters, and I grabbed the closest comrade I could find.

In Hindsight, I should have grabbed the Second closest.  Robynwen wasn't ready.

     My Lord, My Sire,