Elanor watched the huge warrior come around, and looked with interest over his shoulder at the arrow he was inspecting.
"Elven?!" She was surprised but it couldnt be denied; the craftsmanship on the arrow was definitly elven. "But why..." The human trailed off unertainly. Tumnaooriel gestured for them to listen. They heard a sound which Tumna was probabaly all too familiar with; orcs.
Even worse there was still no sign of some of them group. How could they fight as a team against the orcs of this number when they didnt even have a proper leader?
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