Mithadan turned at the sound of Firondoiel's voice. "Yes?" he asked. Firondoiel once again launched into the story of the strange women. "I've got no idea where they are, or what they're going to do." Mithadan's eyebrows furrowed. "We'll take care of it." he said.
Firondoiel and Arafangwen walked back towards their table. "I believe I need lie down." said Firondoiel.
"Do you know of anywhere you can?" Arafangwen asked.
"I'll find somewhere. See you later." Firondoiel headed off in search of somewhere to rest.
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"Forth, and fear no darkness. Arise. Arise, Riders of Théoden. Spears shall be shaken, shields shall be splintered. A sword day, a red day, ere the sun rises! Ride now! Ride now! Ride! Ride for ruin and the world's ending!"
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