Thraingrim paused at the top of the valley, and sniffed the air uneasily. Smelled like elves, sure enough. “Those confounded Rangers,” he thought testily. “Good fellows, it seems, and tough… but asking me to come here?” And he started the long hike down into Rivendell, carrying a desperate request from the men back at the lake, looking for the Ranger’s Captain said to be stopping there.
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