Aamu

Assistant's Log, 5: Arrow-Wound & Split Heads

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Diary

[The hand that writes today is not as upright and elegant as it usually is. It is tired, a bit wobbly.]

 

Entry the fifth.

 

While I was smoking — or at least feigning a smoke — with friends at the Prancing Pony, a Woman arrived with an arrow-wound, apparently received during an encounter with a thug on the Bree-lands' roads. As there were a number of experienced healers present, I was needed only as an assistant, though I would like to flatter myself and say I was of a little bit of use.

The Wheel turns and another chapter begins

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

My preparations are now nearly complete, the armoury has reworked my armour and I was gifted two fine gifts prior to taking my leave of the vale.

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