Most of the last couple of days has been spent running all around the area surrounding Bree. I am a Rohirrim, dammit! I should not have to hoof it everywhere, running silly little errands for people! Unfortunately, my father, while insisting that I go to Bree to help out, also insisted that I left my horse back home. Not exactly sure why, but I think I heard the words ‘compensation’, ‘broken nose’ and ‘angry lord’ spoken before I left. I was quite hung over though, so I might be wrong.

On a more personal note, I’m now pretty sure that Lunetta the hobbit minstrel is completely into me. She even bought me a snazzy new coat! While it’s not exactly good for riding in, it does a good job of keeping out the rain… and I don’t have my horse with me, so I’m happy I have it.

Anyways, I think the business with Amdir has been settled for now. Too bad about him, too. He turned into something like a Nazgul, the poor bastard. We managed to put him to rest before he got too powerful, but not before he had killed three rangers. In the end, Amdir was dead, and the Nazgul had escaped. Things have been fairly quiet since then, and we have mostly been helping the locals fight off brigands. For a ‘civilized’ area, they sure do have a lot of outlaws. Seems kind of silly to have a hero-in-the-making like myself doing stuff like that though. Still, if it gets me popular with the locals, it can’t be all bad.

I was finally assigned a task worthy of a champion like myself… or so I thought. Turned out to be just more bounty hunting, but that’s what I get for trusting a smelly dwarf in a cart outside the Bree gate. I’m thinking he was there, and not inside the city for a reason! He did give me a pretty shiny axe though, seems well crafted.

The Nazgul that escaped us the night we confronted Amdir had apparently not run too far though - seems they had attacked the Prancing Pony in Bree in the dead of night, and then disappeared. However, there were only five attackers, and all the texts I’ve read mention nine of them. Yes, I’m not just a pretty face - I can also read! Maybe I’ll write about that later. Anyways, the rangers are sending Lunetta and myself into the old forest to search for the remaining ones.

So, my father decided to ’send me on my own adventure’, and he insisted that I go to the Bree-land area to see if there were any heroic deeds that needed doing. I suspect that he just wanted me out of the way though - guess I shouldn’t have smashed my beer mug into that noble’s face the other night… Or kissed his wife. Guy had it comin’ though. Either way, here I am.

The area is, uhm, ‘homely’ and all, but I miss the plains of Rohan already. They seem to have plenty of troubles though, ranging from gangs of brigands, to orcs and goblins encroaching on human territory. I don’t exactly remember how - I celebrated arriving in Bree by visiting the Prancing Pony and sampling every drink on their menu - but I somehow got mixed up with a Ranger named Amdir, and some trouble in a small town called Archet.

Stuff there should be sorted now, but Amdir’s in trouble, and we’re currently trying to figure out a way to help him out. Speaking of ‘we’ - I met a friendly hobbit minstrel named Lunetta, whom I have teamed up with. I first met her in Archet - seems that she was one of Amdir’s associates somehow. She’s a friendly sort, and cute in that ‘half-your-size’ kinda way. She even gave me this book to keep my journal. The way I figure it is this: She’s a Minstrel, and she’s looking for material to write her epic songs about. I might as well keep this journal and chronicle my heroics for when I return to Rohan.

I noticed that she keeps stealing glances at my crotch though, and then averting her eyes, like she’s ashamed to be looking. These new pants really seem to be doing the trick! She wants me. They all do.

The following posts are going to be exclusively written from an in-character perspective. My wife and I have made it a goal to post a journal entry after each of our duo playing sessions, in the hopes of us building a compelling story of two maybe not-so-regular inhabitants of Middle Earth.