It was a quiet morning, very quiet, something strange for those days, as their camp in Annúminas was usually under constant attack. Fiontann returned to the camp and found Rogue and Rothrian discussing something, he took his place on the stairs, near the East entrance and started smoking his pipe. The road ahead was empty and quiet, that gave him some time to think of what can be happening in Bree, if everyone in the Bloody Dawn is well, if everything is well.
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