Islist finally couldn't take it any more, "We are leaving, whoever wishs to come, we are leaving now! Goodbye all of you who aren't coming, and I hope you good fortune!"
The ranger drew his sword and yelled clearly, "My rangers, let's ride now as the biird flys!" With that he left with a few rangers and his friend Elleraden. They rode at a quick pace trying get to Aragorn with no more wasted time. As they rode, Islist looked to Elleraden, "Thanks for coming."
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"Kill them all for all I care. You just keep that bow away from me!"
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