Soran did as he was told, sliding the sword along the table to get it farther away from him and taking the seat indicated. The hobbits kept their bows trained on him, which was not at all surprising. Two men had entered the Inn with weapons drawn and had not been at all interested in talking; a third was unlikely to be any more reasonable, to their way of thinking.
"My name is Soran," he began. "And as for why I've come, there are two answers to that. I'm in town because I am a father as well, and I understand Guthwine's worry for Ian. I'm in the Inn because I was hoping to show you that there are indeed reasonable men among us, even though you've just met two who were not."
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