Andor.
Bjorn insisted that Bodvar come with us. He did not like the idea that he was not represented in the mission. Our horses rode quickly through the sandy terrain; we were determined to reach Bardolph in a day and a half at most, but our attempts were made difficult by some unforeseen circumstances.
The roads to Bardolph were blocked by many people who looked like they were fleeing. Usually, when people fleed their settlements, it was because of war. But, they moved in an orderly fashion, meaning they had another reason for escaping.
I halted my horse in front of a line of people that were in front of me and spoke to them; I wanted to find out the reason why.
"Hello." I greeted.
Floki and the rest halted as well; they wanted to hear my conversation with the man that stopped to talk to me.
"How are you?" He replied.
"Where is everyone going?" I asked.
