Most beautiful lady of Brand
Perhaps I was duped today. Now that I think of it, the hobbit who offered me some assistance was dangerously close to my coin pouch before all that. He didn't ask for much but perhaps that was his strategy. I wonder if the beautiful woman I saw in town simply works alongside him, fooling men into some fantasy that they could have a private meeting with someone far out of their league.
I remember her face slightly, with golden eyes and slender human-like features. Her skin and hair seemed to shine as the sunlight struck them, covered as they were. The woman covered her head with some silk garment, and wore proper jewelry. Although definitely shorter and more lean than myself, the width of her skirt made the woman appear modestly sized. I assume her to be a member of the aristocracy, considering her fancy clothes and comely mannerisms. Never in my life did I receive or expect attention from a woman like her, and so I nearly froze up when she smiled at me in the street.