It had been a while since they had left the camp. Ka'rok was running in-between Zaos and Nadia, his ears suddenly twitched as he sensed others nearby "The ones from before, they are just up ahead." he alerts them. Nadia says nothing as they continue forward. A few minutes later, Nadia can see 3 figures up ahead. The 3 stop as they see Nadia and Zaos approaching. The dwarf in the group raises his ax as he glares at them and Ka'rok. Nadia immediately recognizes the elf and the man of the 3. She pulls her horses reigns, bringing it to a stop as she stares at them. The man was a ranger, Aragorn, decedent of Isildur. She didn't know him personally but knew of him, she had crossed his path a few times before. She looks to the elf, she knew him but couldn't place who he was. "Nadia? Nadia Gentleleaf of the Haundo?" he asks. "Lower your ax, Gimli. They are not our enemies." The dwarf scrunches his nose in resentment. "Great, just what I need, more elves!" he scoffs.