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Prithbo

Prithbo wounded

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I mourned for the fate of Prithbo after he was hit by the arrow of one of the brigands...So painfull...

VIII. Blood and concerns

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So here are we, deep in Chetwood. Prithbo and I analyzed the diary of the blackwold sergeant short ago. We discovered that Wargs are brought to this wood, many years ago. we discovered that they bred three wargs, but fortunately, we also discovered that the female warg died by a mysterious hunter, only a few weeks ago. Now we hunted for the great dangerous warg Baucharg and his descendants.

Prithbo, I and the diary

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Prithbo and I were investigating the diary in our room in The Combe and Wattle Inn, though Prithbo wanted to sit on the only chair in the room. You nearly don't see him in the shadow, very far away from the window. It is known that Eorlingas have good eyes, but it sounds curious that this hobbit can read the journal with no light.

VII. Chieftains diary

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Prithbo and I were sitting in our room after venturing into chetwood for information about wargs. It was still the room which we rented before with a window on the wall, between the two beds. There were still cracks in the wall. Prithbo took seat on a chair in a dark corner of the room.

VI. Brigand-exploration

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The night was short. I had a long day yesterday and it was late when we decided to sleep. Prithbo and I were not disturbed that night by brigands. Who would come in the middle of the night to a brigand campfire if there's nothing to worry about?

V. The shortest way to the answer.

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So there we went! The mysterious hobbit Prithbo and I. We took our horses in the stables. I rode out with my precious horse, which i called Stormwind. He reared highly up and was very wild, i did not know why and I called: "Calm down Stormwind!" In that meantime, Prithbo appeared out of the stables. He had a white horse.

IV. a strange encounter

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So there i was, downstairs in the laughter room. I had nothing in my coin purse, though i asked the inn-keeper Lizebeth Honeymeade if i could get some breakfast. I yawned. "Good morning, my lady..." The woman saw that i was exhausted and i did not need to even needed to ask for breakfast, she just offered me one! "You looks terrible! what did you do last night?!" That's what she asked...I did not want to talk about that now...really not.

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