Granting Privileges
A warm light brushed against Arathorn's eyes as he began to talk to Elrond. "Your sons seem ready. They have selected a good batch of warriors. It looked so good I might go so far to say there won't be a single orc left west of the Misty Mountains!" Arathorn said as he gave a smile. Elrond gave a thin grin. "Well, that is why we're here, isn't it?" Elrond said. There was a long silence. In the distance, Arathorn could hear the men talking.
"Well, I must ask that you see us off! It will be a strugle, so please make sure we leave with a bang. I've been talking to the residents, and they think a party is in order! May you grant us the privilage?" Arathorn said, giving a loving face. Elrond was silent, but after a moment gave a loud exhale and said, "Of course!"
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