Journal Entry Two (Part One)

I have been quite busy lately, more so than I have in a while. Recently, I found myself protecting one I call "the clumsy elf". His name is Vandallan, and he is ever so very odd for an elf. I believe my dear sister, Ash tended to him awhile back. I shall never forget how she took me in when I first came to Bree, however. Oh...I stray from the subject. The clumsy elf was speaking with me and Miss Gretal (who, I might add is quite the lovely person), when a group of thugs (which were obviously so) came in and beckoned him outside of the Pony. Knowing this was no good, Gretal and I followed, only to find him being beaten quite well. I attempted to help, but got thrown aside, hurting my leg. It was quite frustrating! I have been stabbed and slashed, put out of fights in that manner...but a twisted leg! Quite a small thing to have in such a tussle! A young lad came and finished them off, however. Hawke's his name. Audea, Xanderian and Gretal appear to be quite fond of him. With how readily he helped, I understand why. His leg did get injured, however. I do believe it was much worse than he made it appear. Gretal, after being extremely sweet to me, ran and fetched Ashwyheth to tend to her lover, Hawke and I. She only tended the clumsy elf, which I do not mind. Hawke did not accept help...which was frustrating to watch. I have not seen them since Audea was searching for him. Any of them. I fear what that may mean. My leg healed quickly in the Pony, which led to me speaking to Lady Cesistya.  I do not recall how, but it led to me speaking of the Lady Ynna. (OOC: More later, please forgive the pause in time.)