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Re: Time for a Getaway

Taradan and Gurthden were not even mounted yet when they heard Thenamir's whistle. A group of Dunlendings had just burst from the bushes. Their wild unkept hair hung in their eyes, and they howled a shrill cry, alerting everyone else in their camp. At first, Taradan was in shock, at their sudden assault, but then, his startled mind began to think again.
We must get out of here to avoid endangering ourselves thought Taradan. He sprang upon his horse Nimroch, and saw that Guthden had done the same. As he began to pull the reins, he noticed that the Dunlendings were too close. Too late he began to spur his mount. It happened very quickly, but it seemed in slow motion for him. His horse began to gallop slowly, the Dunlending club began to swing at him slowly, and his feet moved slowly as he tried to spur his startled horse. This is it he thought grimly, as the Dunlending club smashed into his skull. For a moment it felt as if his head was on fire, then his whole world went black....

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