Sir Voleron's Knightly log on this, the twenty-first day of May, in the year of our Elvish Lord, 2018;
Today I have trekked a modest 8,582 steps as I set out from Hobbiton, en-route to my majestic home of Rivendell. The journey thus far has been fraught with many a aggravation. First off, I spent the night in a Hobbit sized bed at the Wee Hobbit Inn, which was utterly unaccommodating to my Elivsh stature. I called for Gareth, the Hobbit Inn-keep to at least come fluff my pillow part way through the night, but he rudely refused this, as well as my wake-up call request, claiming that his Hobbit foot hair required an urgent trim. I could barely catch five minutes of sleep with @Gravity
conjuring up spells in the room next to me all night. As if any spell he cast could produce him a boyfriend, but this did nay keep him from trying, bless his empty, black heart. The few minutes of sleep that I did enjoy, required me to sleep with one eye open, as @Calx
, that rascally thief, had rented the room two down from mine. I'd seen his thieving eyes admiring my golden knight armor at the pub and his flirtatious winks and waves were undoubtedly an effort to have me lower my guard and massive sword just log enough for him to steal my horned helmet. This unsatisfactory lodging experience shall be captured in my Yelp review, soon to follow.
Due to the lack of wake-up call I, of course overslept and was awoken only by Kieran @suigetsu
, loudly engaged in conjuring up some sort of Warlockian energy drink spell, the rancid smell of which was putrid enough to make me gag. I watched in disgust as he downed the entire batch of home-brew that he'd named "Red Bull" or something similarly ridiculous. He then clicked his heels three times while cackling ever loudly, before bouncing off like a hare pursuing carrot-nip and I haven't seen him since. Sure, he's making miles, but he's not carrying the armor or mighty sword that I am.
Although I've stopped short of Rivendell tonight, the accommodations in the forest are far superior than what I endured at the Wee @GXV3
Hobbit Inn, and I for one, will be happy to be free of the many distractions of this rag-tag group of other adventurers.
All hail the Elf King and praise be unto him!