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Kannen winces as the Dale lord cradled his twisted arm closely, obviously in gritting pain. The skirmish was finally over, and as much as him and the small company of Rohirrim riders wished they could return to camp to rest after the burning of orc corpses, Kannen knew that they'd have to stay for a few nights longer than expected. Such a task it is, to escort their King's spokesperson.
"The healers are on their way," a rider informs them. "My lord, if you are willing, I can set the bone back properly," Kannen offers. "I know that you are in immense pain and would very like for it to recede as soon as possible. Let me help you,"











