So... I have actually met some of the Grey Wolves. Hardly folk of legends. Then again... This is Bree, not my nice cabin south of here. Perhaps I should leave, and ride onwards, but then again... I still need my horse from the stables here. It is hard, really... Keeping my old life behind me, as well as my lineage. I fear that in a few years, I will have to leave anyway, so they don't notice my prolonged ageing.
Saying that, I am sure that they need me, if these other recruits are what they seem. I can only hope that I am wrong.
