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Walking on the Beach
Captain Uquath let the sorceress disembark several miles south of Pelargir. It was as close as he could safely sail in those waters and he had other cargo to deliver, even if it was not quite as precious. He knew better than to disappoint any of the woman's ilk.
Woman and great Cat strode down the sands, the horse walked slowly some distance behind. Although he was glad to me rid of them, the Captain wished a small blessing on them for their safety. They were in enemy lands, after all. And then as they reached the crest of a dune he had to rub his eyes. It was a plain looking woman of Gondor, a large wolfhound and a worn old packhorse who disappeared from his sight.
He wondered if he should have uttered blessings for the Gondorians instead.
