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Arahad hears cries in the distance, and rushes to the scene. Seeing his brothers surrounded, he fires off fifteen arrows while running around the attackers. He draws his sword, and closes in. "To me! Dunedain, my kinsfolk, to me!" Shouted Arahad. The Dunedain rely around the captain of their folk, prepared to fight to the last.