Amron looked across at the stranger who had sat down at the table "greetings" he said with nod, he took a long hard draw from his pipe "my name is Amron of Umbar" he stared deeply at the newcomer even if he and fin had made friends he had a deep distrust of strangers and old habbits die hard.
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'Whenever death may surprise us, let it be welcome if our battle cry has reached even one receptive ear and another hand reaches out to take up our arms.'~ Che Guevara.
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