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Peering out carefully, you can see three green-clad men on horses racing along the bank. You recognize them as Border Rangers, the regiment of the King’s Army that police the western borders. One of them is wounded and is slumped over the neck of his horse.

Close behind follow a pack of twenty Doomwolves. Their Giak riders are firing arrows at the rangers which fall all around them. One ranger drops from his horse and rolls down the river bank, a black arrow deeply embedded in his right leg.

If you wish to help the ranger, turn to 260.

If you wish to stay hidden and drift downstream, turn to 163.