Elrond was on horseback, checking the borders of his realm. A commotion some way ahead caused him to turn and veer his horse off in the same way. He urged his horse to go faster, bringing out his sword and slicing the head off the orc that was attacking somebody in the field. He frowned at the dead orc and then turned his head to face the stranger, his face grim but his eyes shining with kindness. "Are you all right?"