"Indeed, what are we?" thought Haleth, "A bunch of wounded men in the middle of nowhere. Riders without horses. Taradan can barely walk, Leoden and Flandhere haven't fully recovered yet. And the rest of us...a boy and a not much older Dunlending outcast, a cowardly rich brat, a neurotic woman who pretends to be a man, a strange Elf and a nosy Dwarf and two men. We are in the middle of nowhere tracking a group of Dunlendings who outnumber us a dozen times..."
She remained silent and waited for someone else to speak.
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