* The cabin lapsed into a more relaxed silence now as a tall, lithe ranger with blonde hair and sea-blue eyes stood at the front. His dark-blue cloak frayed at the edges and his boots more mud than leather was in stark contrast to his faithfully-polished sword and scabbard. Introducing himself as Vincamir, he began to speak. *
Gentlemen ... and ladies. * he said, bowing in the direction of Bethberry and Holly. * We are all here, affected in some way by the troubles along the roads, coming ever nearer the Shire's borders. I've a map to pass around, marked with the recent locations of theft, attack, and in the case of a wagon gone missing, suspected kidnap or death. Take a close look, and add any information as will help us plan a stronger defense.
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