He helped the two women to their seats and ordered some wine and brandy from the innkeep. He removed the hood which had shaded his face.
"Ladies, tonight I can have some rest," he said. "I am Grimbold, son of Brangold. You clearly know the difference between a farmer and a Ranger. Perhaps your people have had dealings or made contact with my kin in the past. In any case, I serve the free people of this world. What drives you to travel, ladies? Do you have interests abroad which you are seeking?"
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Where is the horse and the rider? Where is the horn that was blowing? They have passed like rain on the mountains. Like wind in the meadow. The days have gone down in the west. Behind the hills, into shadow.
How did it come to this?
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