While scanning the room full of many various figures, a certain maiden in a corner seemed to catch Rave's eye. The maiden seemed to be a Ranger, but something about her was different. It was...unlike that of a Ranger of Middle Earth.
As Rave's suspicion grew in her heart, she found herself rising from the solitude of which she was very much enjoying. She approached the maiden quietly not taking one eye off her. The maiden seemed to be doing the same.
"May I join you?" Rave asked her softly trying not to draw too much attention from surrounding guests. "It seems you are in need of a companion while at the inn. And if not, if you don't mind me intruding, I would very much like to have one myself."
The maiden nodded, and Rave sat down across from her. There was a brief moment of silence, but it was soon broken by the maiden's response.
"Mae Govannen." she said. "I am Huntress. And to whom do I owe the pleasure of our conversation?"
Rave looked into the green eyes of her guest. This was certainly no Ranger, but seemed to be an Elf.
"I am Rave, a woman of Rohan." Rave replied. "You are Elven, are you not?"
Huntress nodded in response to the somewhat vague question. Rave continued...
"Yes, it appeared that you certainly were no Ranger. But tell me, what brought you to the Shire, or are you an Elven ranger indeed just on travel?"
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