[Aylwen Dreamsong]

As Ajada was ushered towards an empty room in the inn, the investigative reporter scribbled down every little detail she saw. The tubby man who led her to the dusty wooden room, the fraying carpet of mix-matched colors, the bed Ajada was too scared to sleep in due to the thought of when the last time the sheets were washed.

Ajada walked silently into the room, and the tubby man slammed the door behind her. Wary of the dirty bed, Ajada merely plopped down on the ground to write. Every day she tried to make a survey of sorts, summarizing all she had done and everyone she had seen.

Day One Of Investigation for Leo

Traveled to Isengard with a motley band of mimes and Rohirric entertainers, who were extremely quiet and yet...outgoing. I think one of the mimes liked my hair.

Was run over by an obscene, vulgar, ribald, improper little...thief. Then I visited an inn, called the Salty Tear. There I became more aware of the illiterate, filthy, foul, indecorous, disgusting, loathsome, repulsive, repugnant scumbag that was the thief. I think her name was Avery, but I prefer to address that particular riffraff by her...profession. She is a thief, and a horribly gruesome one at that.

I met at the Salty Tear next two elves and a wizard. A quiet elf named Endereth accompanied a talkative elf who could pass for a man, who was called Mattius. The Istari who traveled with them was called Radagast the Brown, and perhaps he did not mean to be so excessively chime in on the fights between the thief and me, but he did seem as though he tried to be a peacekeeper of sorts.

Then I ran into another elf. This one was quite young, at least in the standards of elves, apparently. He is most definitely hiding a plot to take over all of Middle-Earth, but I highly doubt any of the other beings today would be able to comprehend such seemingly unreasonable and foolhardy accusations.

I met a farmer, who is unambiguously in cahoots with the Elf. I will not fall for his game, playing the innocent farmer boy. I'm on to him and his evil plans to thwart the society of Gondor as it stands today. His legion of dark minions and his league with the Elf will not stand for long!

There may have been other people I met this night, but they are most definitely unimportant at this point.

This report was brought to you by Ajada.

Ajada folded the parchment she had hastily written down, and nodded vigorously to herself. Nothing got past her...nothing. A satisfied Ajada went to sleep uncomfortably in a quaint little rocking chair instead of the bed that had been provided in her room.