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Men of the north I think, one of them somehow looked familiar but I could not recall when or where I had met him before. They spoke to Halson and between themselves in a strange language , and even if I am from Overhill ( and we all talk funny there) , I could not make what they were saying.
Dear friend, You may not remember me, but I was the Elf you led to the rune-stone in the stone-fort. I wish to speak with you and your people again in this matter, to suggest an alliance to our mutual aid against the incursion. My friends and I will come to the winter-gathering point of the Elk on the southern side of the pass to your land this full moon ((Thursday)). We come in peace and without weapons. If you wish, meet us there.