Walking along the River Running brings back special memories of the day that I departed my homeland. I stood tall that day as I marched from those glorious gates towards my destiny. I envisioned myself walking back through these great gates and announcing to my kin that I had found the murderers of my mother and father. I will one day make this vision a reality.
I was shocked to find myself considered an outsider by Kili, the gatekeeper. It has not been long since my departure. I thought I would be welcomed back with warmth and friendship. I see that darkness and fear are now taking hold. At least we were allowed to bring Ankle Biter to our healers. I hope we are not too late. This magic is strange and old.
To see my people living under the fear of attacks of goblins and orcs is unthinkable. My rage mounts as we found our foes with maps of our inner tunnels. Great evil is upon us. To then find our lore master killed by a troll and a man from Laketown is so mysterious and ruthless. I will bring that man down as we did the troll. Justice will prevail. Our only hope is to find the scroll with the knowledge to destroy the magic that binds to Ankle Biter.
I do hope the Princess and King Dain do not take me for a fool. It was brash of me to think that our stopping a few orcs would end their concerns and fear. I hope that with our taking down the troll, they will think better of us. Our fellowship is strong and I hope that they see that we can now aid them. I may need to give up the belt of my ancestors to elevate our status.