Krosan rode along silently. He had no intention to talk to anyone. What he heared before was not a nice surprise. If traitors where within Gondor, it could be verily possible if one of these soldiers was a renegade as well. As he rode on, he saw two girls talk about the horses. They where right. It where fine animals indeed. He never had much use of horses and was used to walking. He had learned to ride one tough. It could always come in handy and now it proved so. He was not the best rider of the group. Not by a long shot. But he managed non the less. The ride was boring. He took out an arrow and poked the saddle a bit.
He was not sure what was supposed to be happening when they found the traitors. But he sure as hell hoped that they could kill them. If there was anything he hated, it where people that betrayed their own country. He was longing to snap one of their filthy neck's.
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