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I was hunting boar near the horsefields when I ran across my father. It's amazing how often I just happen to run across him. I wonder if he secretly follows me around to ensure my safety? Or to try and coerce me into adopting dwarves. He was insistent to Arkanto, my brother, and I that one of us needed to adopt a certain dwarf Father had found.
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Arkanto does not want children at all, and I already have one son. Sadly, father convienced that son to adopt the dwarf to further the strength of the family. Strenght in numbers . . and our bonds which happen to be pretty strong. so Strapnel became the father of the dwarf, Stigfroth.
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Speaking of my son, Strapnel -his father named him. I was in Bree later that night and found him on the streets. I was reminding him to take a clean change of underclothes with him if he went out hunting when another man came to chat with us. I tried to land him as Strapnel's new father.
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My attempts to do so almost seemed to be working when Hollowolf asked us to follow him back to The Prancing Pony where he proceeded in trying to get me drunk.
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Thing did not seem to work out between us. I blame my father. After I sent Strapnel to bed, Father showed up with a young lad who looked older than he was. This lad was Mardor and Father insisted I adopt him. I was unsure because of his name, I was sure it was a bad omen because it was so similar to Mordor. But I took him in as my own. and he promptly began to jump on the elf I was trying to court. I need to find a father for him quickly because he could use some discipline in his life. I instead got a new hairdo.
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Which Thaodur made fun of, asking if it was my grandmother hair since I had become a grandmother. I didn't bother to ride around him, but made him leap out of the way of Esroh, my faithful mare. He's just upset that a girl from a farm in Bree-land is a better rider than a man from Rohan.
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I cheered myself up by picking the house I want in Grandfather Kudo's neighborhood. It's a nice little place, surrounded by water on three sides. And it's not far from the town store or the party plaza. I can imagine inviting the family over for swimming parties in the river behind my house. I just need a lot more gold first. And pray that no one else buy it before I do.
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