My old friend and mentor Balishaf of the horse-lands has come to pass, and not of natural cause. At first I dismissed it as nothing more than cruel banter amongst the foolish and brash patrons of the Prancing Pony, so much so that one drunk and overspoken traveller felt a slight sting as I offered my blade to his nape for suggesting such an atrocity. It now seems however that my fears have been met, Balishaf of Rohan has indeed been slain on the field of battle. An honourable death for...