"Truly, you are a rarity among these northern men." Sallyn smiles, then dashes off when his name is called.
"The Dunadain have been treated with disdain and suspicion for centuries by the common folk here in the North - it is what Sallyn has known all his life, though that attitude is changing now that the king has returned." Glorfindel explains, crouching to retrieve a few of his arrows - one embedded in the eye of an orc, two more buried in the chest of another.