One morning, a few Hobbits in Bywater were very surprised to see yet another of the Tall folk entering the Green Dragon. This one also looked like a Ranger but he was different to the last one. This one was wearing a long green cloak, that now looked grey rather than green, big muddy boots, and very weather worn clothes. Another queer thing about this Ranger was that nobody knew where he had come from, there had been no news from the Northfarthing to say that another Ranger from the ruined city of Annúminas had come to treat with the Thain, and by any means it would've taken the best part of a day to get to Bywater from all corners of the Shire, you would have thought that a big muddy Ranger walking through the Shire would've drawn someone's attention. Yet here he was entering the Green Dragon one lovely morning without anyone knowing who he was or where he had come from.

When the Ranger entered, the Inn grew rather quiet, many of the Hobbits having their breakfast started whispering and pointing, of which the Ranger seemed to take no notice. The Ranger walked up to the bar with his head bowed low to keep it from hitting the ceiling.

"Innkeeper, would you be so kind as to pour some of your finest ale and prepare a small breakfast for a weary traveller?"

The Ranger spent most of the rest of the morning sitting in a corner of the Inn watching and waiting. Every now and again he would order another ale, but his presence soon became somewhat unnerving for the Hobbits of Bywater and the news that a strange Ranger was at the Green Dragon soon spread throughout the Shire, which would later prove to have been the Ranger's intention.

OOC: This will be flared as lore but my intention is that it should lead to a diplomacy post from /u/EorlBrother