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"It is an honour to be asked to participate, but it is an honour more so to be allowed the use of your bows."
He looked at the shaman.
"With your permission, I accept."
He could understand the plainsmen would view defeat even more harshly should he put himself at a disadvantage, while all he wanted to do was give the others a greater chance.
Legolas did not intend to best the plainsmen, for who knew what strange traditions they might have he knew nothing about? They might expect things of him he didn't know how to do, as with many other cultures in the realms. He was always careful when dealing with strangers.
Yet, if they caught him holding back, they might view it as an insult. Unwilling to make a choice just yet, he decided he would simply wait, and see how things went.
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