The Bree watch

Brigwald was on patrol. Alone. An act that was out of the question for some of the lower level Watchers. However, you might say that Brigwald had some confidence in his abilities, he was still alive after everything he had seen after all. Though, this particular day turned into one that he would come to regret. Most of his route went off without a hitch, it was actually a quiet night. Then he entered the Stone Quarter after a lap around Beggar's Alley. 

If I knew the dick, Simon, had all that money in one of his boots, I would have given him my arse the very first moment I saw him.

I had an interesting talk with Ellany the other night, one that has been on my mind in the last two days.

Ellany returned down the stairs to the kitchen after helping Muirenn up to her room. As the day came to an end, Miss Charlotte had taken up one of the guard's shirts to mend. She squinted down at the small tear and let the firelight guide her needle. When Ellany sat down opposite Miss Charlotte, the elder woman glanced up from her sewing.

I interviewed another person in connection with Cirywen Ravencrag's murder, she wished to remain anonymous in the report so I will not endanger her by putting her name on parchment. She came to speak about Berrywine, voicing her opinion that he would not have been so sloppy to leave her body out nor kill her before he could discover who Cirywen worked for.

The firelight of the ovens were dwindling as no one was stoking them at this time of night. It had been an hour or two since Muirenn had finished her baking and left for home. With her chin propped in her right hand, Ellany looked dreamily at the quill poised in her left hand. A grin played upon her lips as she thought about how much had changed in the past few days.

Yesterday I finished my interview with Seaver, I watched this man nearly break down from the guilt he carries because he could not protect the wo

A young woman, a Gondorian by birth, was found murdered a few days ago in her own home by her recently returned father Connwear. There is little evideince as the people who found her perhaps may be holding back and that is to be investigated further. Right now, there are a few suspects. 

Seaver - former lover, known for their rocky relationship, his temper and love of drink and bedding many women. He was out of town at the time of her death but there are still reasons to suspect he might have come back

Watcher:            Officer Penham Fletwood

Victim:                Donlii Stormforge

Perpetrator:     Unidentified man

((This is a statement written by Arenborn for the watch, and given to Danwick. Written in a neat script))

I was in the Prancing Pony inn at the bar getting a drink, when these two men were ordering this young woman about. She looked quite poor, didn't even have shoes. They told her to buy them more drinks, so she came over to the bar where I stood with another lady, though I didn't catch her name, I believe the Watcher I spoke to saw her as well.