Arlómë rode up to the elf scout, Hathalas. He dismounted and said, "Greetings Hathalas. You may not know who I am, but I know that Lord Elrond does, for he is the one who gave me this sword, Narril. I am Arlómë of the Dúnedain. We have indeed been attacked by orcs, and one of our companions has been seriously wounded, as you can see. I have no doubt that Elrond will let us pass the Ford of Bruinen into Rivendell."
Arlómë knew that Elrond would no doubt let them pass. But he hoped that with the dwarves in the company, that the courtesy of the elves hadn't decreased with time.
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In nomini domine saboath sui filique ite ad infernos.
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