Rangers of the Dancing Lawn!

Angelus watched Sean cautously. "I don't trust any dragons that can turn into a filthy human..."

Sean had fallen asleep in the tree the night before, and for some odd reason managed to stay asleep the whole day...T'was then a silverthorne arrow whizzed out like a rocket on the 4th of July! An "OOOUUUAAAKKK!" was heard, and out of the shrubbery fell a now squashed orc. "I knew Saruman couldn't leave well enough alone..." Sean said as he shimmied down from the tree. "Probably more about..." With that he gave a whistle n' a shout in Elvish. A battalion of Elven Archers appeared from out of nowhere. He got several looks from nearby Rangers. "Do you think I'd leave Narnia unpatrolled?" With that he and the whole battalion dissapeared into the forest...:D Before they dissapeared entirely he asked: "Anyone wanna come?"

OOC-Mesah gonna bushwack Saruman's orcsies...
 
The woods were dense with an almost suffocating silence. So quiet was it that Sean could hear his own breathing like a rampaging Mumak. The elves breathing he could hear...save it was a tich quieter. His thoughts turned then to Numenor across the sea, of his two "special guests" and of events over the past few months. Of the one person who constantly haunted his dreams. His heart gave a slight flutter. "How fair upon the shores of..." His thoughts were interupted by a loud "SNAP!" that could have been heard by a deaf troll. His thoughts returned to the present and he found himself stringing an arrow. The elves didn't miss the cue and the sharp whizzing of Silverthorne arrows cut through the dense forest silence. "WAAAGHHH!!" "AAAKK!!!" "EEEEEK!!" "NOOOOO!!" "NASTY ELVES!" "GWUAAAAGGHH!" and a patrol of Orcs was cut down.:D

OOC-Silverthorne arrows sound like fireworks when fired.
 
Machia took his hands out of a bucket of water, where he had been washing them... He grabbed a nearby rag and dried his hands on them, grumbling to himself as he did so... He had spent the entire day, in the temporary medical wing, which was really only a corner of the cave with three small beds and the medical bags from aboard the ship, where he had been wrapping up the wounds of Pirates and Rangers... He couldn't believe what a terrible fuss they had all made when the first mate had insisted on cleaning and pouring ointment on their wounds and then wrapping them up.... You'd think he was cutting their legs off by the way they complained and yelled.... After the first few patients Machia was prepared to take back any harsh words he had ever said against medics... His voice was hoarse from yelling at patients all day and he hadn't tasted an apple since the night before... But finally all the Pirates and Rangers had had their wounds taken care of...

Machia threw down the rag, put on his hat, slung his musket over his shoulder and stepped out of the cave into the camp... He drew an apple from his pocket and took a bite, looking around the camp with a scowl... Neither Twilight nor IOWW was anywhere in sight and he had been meaning to speak with one of them about the dwarven mission they had went on... "Arrrrr.. where have they gone?" he muttered to himself... Just then he saw Twilight out of the corner of his eye talking to some of her dwarf friends..... "Arrr... I t'won't bother jus' now..." The First Mate decided and went to find IOWW... Oh, an' somethin' fer dinner... Machia added as an after thought as his stomach growled...
 
After they had grabbed 3 non-talking deer, Angelus flew IOWW, Lucy and Caim back to the Rangers camp. And just in time, too. The moment they landed, Machia emerged from the cave. IOWW tossed the three deer off the dragon and thanked Angelus for the ride.
 
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