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The Mind Of A Hobbit. Volume I
Crippledbaboon
Hail there friend! My name is Bircalin and welcome to my mind! Today is Ahad, 15th of Snows Maiden, 1304. I am of 32 years. For standard men this is middle aged. However for us hobbits, this is the coming of age! I write this in the grand archive of RavenLodge. The people here are so kind and helpful, unlike in other lands. There is a druid who lives in Laurelin named Respiren. He gave me a home here in RavenLodge after one of the Holmes named Midnus had given me a small, cosy home in Laurelin. Respiren had learnt how i was seeking money in the land and told me of the empty archives here. I told him i would gladly fill these archives for payment. He could not promise me money but a better home, safer, in the district of RavenHold. And so, here i am, filling these grand passageways of bookshelves, filling them with my mind and knowledge all i can. However i am not alone in this... I have mustered together a gang. A " Band of Brothers" We call it. At this moment in time it is seven strong. There is Aedan, an elf who seeks nothing but to know himself better. Haelphon, a human who seeks redemption in the world of Oren. Romanen, a warrior who seeks nothing more than to live a decent life. He works as a guard in Oren presently. He seems happy there. Verigan, a man with no story to himself, sometimes he will just appear, with no word or sound. But simply follow me and the others through our travels. Then there is Bog, an orc, the muscle of the Brothers. Do not be mistaken however, he has the heart of a druid within. Kind to all living creatures in Aegis. But when enraged he can release mighty power. And then, a female elf.. i forget her name.. she is kind. Aedan takes kindly to her. I am not yet sure the meaning to his actions but i have a vague perception. That, is our band of brothers, and Volume I to my mind, The Mind Of A Hobbit.