Renald looked at the ranger in shock and rallied the horse forwards, but then suddenly stopped and turned around as he noticed that his salvation had been found. He rode into a narrow canyon like between the mountains, it would take them about four days to appear in the other side of gondor. It was a wel secreted passage and Renald hoped the ranger had lost him them as they rode deeper into the dark passage.

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

Malhock looked behind him.
"I have no idea where we are."
The ranger was still following them.
"Are you going to kill him?"

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"Rock N' Roll is the only relgion that never lets you down!" ~ Lemmy Kilmister

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Renald sighed as he looked back.

"You don`t know how many times that has crossed my mind, but I am not going to risk it. We will lose his in the crossing paths and besides no ranger knows of this place really. It has been used by smugglers, we might run into bandits, but I have certain friends in such groups..."

Renald smirked as they took a path to the right.

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

Rochnur knelt down to examine the horse dung. It was only a few hours old, and still slightly warm.
"I think we're gaining." Rochnur said in a surprised manner. "We may catch him, and Daewen.

Deawen got to her feet she was still weary but she wanted to press on she shut her eyes and grabbed ahold of her dog and they both vanished from the area. it was dark and nothing could be seen it was a shadow world a very dangerous one at that suddenly Deawen' and Arenels feet splashed in water it was a dark river that flowed deeper into the shadow world suddenly Deawen stopped and the reappeared in a canyon she knew they were close but she didn't know how close. Arenel went ahead on the trial sniffing them out .

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home