Notes on Breetown
- I have noticed that the crowds within the Pony are allot weirder of late.
Many new faces have been showing up in the town, and old ones have been disappearing.
- The Pony has a new barmaid, Elionear. She is a nice lass with a good aditude. Though she is young she is very smart.
Extra note:
Keep in mind to keep the cover. She is wise enough to figure out who I am.
- Rothrian has returned even though she messed up her own emotional state pretty badly, she seems to be aware of it.
Got into an agruement with her. She was clearly under heavy influence of alcohol.
Putting it all together it seems to me like she is scared to be alone, but thinks its the only way.
Been there......
Got an apology for her behavior during intoxication. She seems to have left Bree.
Probably trying to find her lost love and burry his body somewhere.
Conclusion:
She has lost hope in regaining her old friends, she is depressed and tries to find closure.
Her current traveling direction probably lies north-bound.
Speaking of that lost love of hers.....
- Fiontann. Its been over five months since our little struggle in the North-downs. Ever since I have been away from this company and still have no intention of returning as a full member. None the less I feel sorry for him.
According to what Rothrian told me, the group managed to succeed their quest but was split apart afterwards. She and Fiontann went their own ways to find us all but it was in vain.
Suspicions:
I have a feeling that Fiontann is closer to me then I realize. I noticed a rather unique fellow in the Pony the other night.
Black hat, Black clothes, Blue and black scarf, Long brown beard and Midlong brown hair.
Hair covered most of his face. His behavior was rather interesting.
He was to quiet compared to most Bree-landers, he gave off a rather unpleasant and angry feeling.
Once he separated himself from the main group in the Pony he was approached by a young lass. It did not take him all to long to find a new place to hang out.
Yet.... He felt so familiar, like I had known him all my life.
My prediction is that this person is in fact my old friend... Fiontann...
If it has truly been five months then he must have been captured somewhere in his attempt to escape the northern lands.
I know how the enemy can break a man, even someone as Fiontann has a breakingpoint.
He must have realized that we were either dead, or captured. Perhaps the though that his passion for that mission became the doom of us all.
I surely would not like such a feeling upon my mind, let alone when the enemy is breaking you.... Physically and mentally.
If it is him then I will only find out by approaching him, I have to be careful though.
I have no facts to build up my suspicion aside from my own guts and even if I am right on this. It might not be the Fiontann that I had come to know.
End of Notes
