Ive been in bree for some time now...
Days and nights where i spend my time enjoying the company of passing by and local hobbit merchants with good meals and a share of the latest trade gossips..
But then out of the bloom a letter for me arrived..
It was the old Dungobras wife..she informed me he passed away at night..in his sleep..
He gave me resident and an apprentice job at his tailor shop..
I sould go back and say last goodbyes..at his grave.. see his widow and see if theres anything i can do to comfort her..thay both took care of me so well..
I did what i needed to do here in bree.. the letters got to thair right hands..
Now.. that my job here is done.. i sould get prepared for the jorney home..
Oh.. i miss Buckland.. the shire..the people of the shire...
I might stop in buckland.. see the family..get some rest and food..and get the latest gossip of good old buckland..
Then i need to had back to Brokenborings.. i feel i need to give last respect to old dungobras.. his passing was not shocking but.. he was a good tailor..and a friend..and old..
I sould bake a pie for his wife..
