The sun was just beginning to creep down the sky, and I was trying to push my men a bit farther before nightfall. They were tired, and should we have not been in friendly territory, I certainly would not have risked such a long march. We had travelled nearly all day through the realm of Ithilien, and despite my mens' strength they had reached their limit.
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East Gondor
