Rothrian

The day of Rhianonn's wedding is upon me. 
I still dislike crowded places for they make me feel too unsettled.
I am going with Rothrian at my side, which is good. She taught me not to fear people but to hold them close to my heart, especial those I care about. I always thought that I needed to distance myself from my friends to keep them safe, but I see now that I harm them by doing so. Make them worry about me and pull them into the danger I am heading into myself.

It's late, my knee is hurt and I'm here writing, in the middle of the night. Something must have gone wrong in my head to be writing, instead of sleeping after these last days... Like the rest of Bree, they are getting crazier and crazier for some reason... I can't wait to leave again... But that's not the reason I write, the reason is the wedding, or rather... The attack...

It was a quiet morning, very quiet, something strange for those days, as their camp in Annúminas was usually under constant attack. Fiontann returned to the camp and found Rogue and Rothrian discussing something, he took his place on the stairs, near the East entrance and started smoking his pipe. The road ahead was empty and quiet, that gave him some time to think of what can be happening in Bree, if everyone in the Bloody Dawn is well, if everything is well.

Almost two weeks has it been now since I arrived at this city...
Ever since many people have come to my aid. I have seen the loyalty of my kin with my own eyes and together with them we surely will retake this once great city!
Though, the other day I came across something rather ''Unexpected''.

It was late in the afternoon. Word came from one of our kinsmen in the fields outside the city of Annúminas that he has spotted a person heading for the main gate.