Drin,
The hin woman left me to watch over, in my eyes, is completely lost. I tried calming her spirit, but there was no calming. I tried to relate to her through Brandobaris, but there was no hope there. I tried to speak with me about her home, her family, or what had happened to her, and I failed to connect with her.
I let her run away from me, and out of my sight. Returning to my duty to find a place for the hin of Sanctuary to call home. After returning from my exploration of New Dunwarren, and several areas in the Underdark. I returned to Old Sanctuary. I found the dwarf merchant across from Town Hall. A hideous and foul smelling female dwarf was pelted with rotten fruit. It was the hin woman crying about "tall" people all around, and how vile and evil every tall person was and how I was a dog to them, following their orders. (Much of this name calling started when we first met her.)
The female dwarf persued her, and put a nasty beating on her. There was a elf that helped heal her, but I forget his name. The Watch was called, and both the dwarf and the woman hin was arrested.
I went to jail house, where the woman hin refused by all accounts to relinquish her name to the authorities. I asked i she had been enspelled, and magics where cast to be sure that she hadn't. I asked if she was enthralled, and the Watch believed that she would not in such a way i she was, needless to say I was at my end.
The hin woman claimed that magic was evil and used only to control other and blind them. After some time, the hin woman was arrested again for not releasing her name, and put to the public stocks, where one citizens threw a large amount of rotten fruit at her. I begged them to stop this harsh judgement, but it continued for a time.
The female hin and I began to agrue, heatedly. She said that she would save us me from my captors, and that I was blind and did not know the real truth.
She would not speak of her god, as she called me faithless and spoke that I would not find peace in the end. She gave me a false name, and lied to me. Then called me a betrayer. I fear that I reached my wits end with this hin woman, I will no longer speak with her. Perhaps you may better understand her.
I may have not penned all accounts that has happened, because my mind feels clouded with emotion. Perhaps we will speak on this?
I have also located a spot in New Dunwarren that may suit the needs of our kin.
Humble, I wait your reply,
Sendev Ashallen Order of the Hin Fist