Penny lay on the warm ground blinking in the sunlight. The rest of the hobbits were already up and asking the man questions. Olo and Ama didn’t seem to trust him. Penny stared at him. He was dressed in brown and had scars on his face and neck. Penny could tell that most of the hobbits were distrustful because of the nasty trick Old Bill played on them. But there was a difference in Old Bill and this man. This man was kind to them, not all grumpy like Old Bill.
“My name? Erendal Hathali.” The man said.
Penny looked up at him. He had said that he was a ranger. She had never heard of rangers before. Ferd called something out. We should get moving Penny thought. She shivered as she remembered the frightful song and the chilling gaze.
“Please Sir, will you lead us back to the Shire” Penny asked hopefully. Erendal smiled at her.
“I will” Erendal said as he started walking. Penny ran to catch up to him.
“I was wondering Sir, well…” Penny paused “What’s a ranger?”
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