Night fell upon the forest, the small shack grew darker as the sun set further beyond. Candles were lit about the room, which were small and worn from the nightly use. Arcon sat with two other Rangers as Aragorn stood before them speaking. The Elda had stayed behind to discuss matters of a private sort that required the utmost secrecy, even from his new companions. Aragorn's tale involved in more detail, the hunt for Gollum that he had withheld from the earlier council that afternoon. Arcon nodded as Aragorn told of all his travails, and his brief capture of the creature.
When Aragorn had finished his recount and the issue was discussed with as much detail as possible, another ranger with silver streaks in raven hair spoke up. "Arcon, you have come to hold council with us, have you not?"
"Indeed I have Aurecale, by my lord Cirdan. There has been an incident near Tharbad, not so terrible as merely curious to the elves of Mithlond. I have come to gather whatever information the Rangers have gathered, if any, though I know you lot have a knack for "learning" much in the ways of this area, and further abroad," Arcon said with a friendly smile towards all three Rangers.
As Arcon continued with his inquiry, there came a knock on the small wooden door of the shack. The smell of mutton floated through the cracks...
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