This scrap of paper I managed to get hold of is hardly worth it. Even so, I think I should record my thoughts in case things go ill.
My capture at the hands of the brigands was not part of my plan. Although I managed to hurt a great many, they overwhelmed me with numbers. Now I have been here a couple of days and I have had enough. It is time to go.
They have become complacent. My captors have not even noticed I un-knotted my ropes hours ago. That will be their downfall.
I must get my blades back before I go, but in case I do not make it, I wish this message to be delivered to Lady Thorongial of Gondor.
My chance has come. The fire is burning low and the shadows are deepening again. Before long, I will either be free or dead.
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