Pherdur sprang up to his feet as he heard Fededhor shout, reached for the hilt of his sword and then sprang over the bushes to reach him. To his astonishment it was no orc but it was a woman who liked like she had been traveling for some time.
"Who are you, and what were you doing spying on us?" Fededhor shouted to her. The woman took some time too answer, and Pherdur could tell that she was afraid of the soldiers by the look in her eyes.
"I wasn't spying on you" She said with a look of fear in her eyes. "My name is Evren, and I have come to tell you that the village, that the orcs have taken over, they are holding people prisoner there and you must do your best to rescue them. It looked looked they were going to take them somewhere else,” she paused for a few seconds and them said “Please you must believe me.”
Pherdur and Fededhor left her for a minute while the other men watched her. “Do you think we can trust her, she did seem fearful of us but what if she is telling the truth?” Whispered Pherdur.
“We have no choice but to believe her. But we will keep an eye on her in case she is not leading us into a trap,” Fededhor replied.
Pherdur then sighed and said “I think that now would be an extremely good time for me to start making my way back to Minas Tirith, in case anything bad happens,” Fededhor agreed and they both bid each other farewell as Pherdur went to collect his belongings.
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