''We were ambushed in the middle of the afternoon...
The orcs appeared from nowhere, and shortly after one of my guardians fell. He didn't make a kick, not a sound. It was like he didn't mind to die. Like he was ready for it.
I wasn't wounded.. I fought, but I wasn't wounded.. They kept me from getting wounded..
I insisted we would bury him. He deserved atleast that.
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Gondor.
