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"Just, Arahad, once more, sir. I suppose I should tell you about the enemy..." Said Arahad, but before he could start on the history of the orcs, of Sauron, and of the Haradrim and Easterlings, a person in a gray and green cloak with a longbow and two knives strode in. Whoever the man was, Arahad assumed that he was somewhat important, because this person didn't bow. He was slim, with unusually narrow shoulders, and... wait. Looking at the shoulder area had drawn his attention to another feature of 'him'. (Yes, not entirely appropriate, but it is an obvious sign of femininity.) "Ah. Madelyn, how did your mission go?" Asked the King. Madelyn?! There was no question about it: 'he', was a 'she'. The only armed woman Arahad had ever seen was a Haradrim assassin sent to kill Captain Faramir. She had failed, of course. And this was the first woman Arahad had ever seen wearing pants. So it was no surprise that Arahad stared like she was naked or something. "The invaders are tearing through Seacliff fief. They kill everyone in their path, burning as they go. Village, forest, nothing is safe." then she noticed Arahad gawking. "Who's this gaping fellow? Do you find me attractive or something?" Asked Madelyn, seeming amused. "Uh...no...I wouldn't say...er...it's just...ahem... women in such get up aren't something that you see where I'm from!" Said Arahad. What he didn't want to admit was he did find her a bit attractive. "Madelyn, this is Arahad, a man born far to the west in the land of Gondor. When you arrived he was about to tell me about the invaders. They're from the same part of the world." Said Horace. "Arahad, this is Ranger Madelyn, resident Ranger Corps member of Araluen fief, the only female ranger in existence, and" He paused "my daughter." Arahad was only more suprised. He hastily kneeled, and blushed mentally realizing that he had a crush on the princess of Araluen. "Arahad Aradorsson at your service, oh princess!" Said Arahad. "I don't use that title. My parents sent me to be trained as a ranger to try and get me more disciplined. As a desperate resort, they cut off my inheritance. When they offered it back, I turned them down. I suppose I love being a ranger too much. The strange thing is my mentor, Will Treaty, twice turned down similar offers- stop being a ranger, and become something else. I guess nobody leaves the Corps for something else, though we do usually retire eventually." Said Madelyn. "I assume that you got a younger sibling because of your decision?" Asked Arahad. "Yes, of course I did. The country needed a new heir, after all. His name is Bruce. He's off defending the kingdom now." Said Madelyn. "Then I shall kneel before him when he meets me!" Said Arahad. "So, you were going to tell us of the enemy and their history?" Asked Madelyn.

Over the next two hours, Arahad explained who and what the enemy were and what he knew of their respective histories. Only a few times did Madelyn or the king interrupt, and that was only to ask questions. Some of them were: "Elves and Dwarves live in this, Middle-earth?", "How did Sauron lose his body but live?", "Why do the eastern men hate the western men?", "How has Gondor held out this long?", and "Those, Rohhirim people, why did they help Gondor all those years ago?".

Then a very unpleasant question was asked of Arahad. "How is the war against Sauron and Saruman going?" Asked King Horace. "It... the Westfold of Rohan is being pillaged as we speak. Half of the ancient ruins of Osgiliath have been taken by the enemy. So has the fortress of Cair Andros." Said Arahad.