A ranger? Peony had always wanted to be a ranger. She was still young, she had time. "Now, tell me something of yourself, Miss Peony."
"I am from Minas Tirith. I came here with Deva, my dwarven companion, on an errand to Bree. We decided to stop here and see what we might. Though I believe tomorrow we shall be heading out once again."
Peony decided to change the subject so she might be able to stir the conversations back to Takua's life as a ranger. "So Miss Takua, you are a ranger? I have always wanted to join the rangers. It seems like the life that would suit me best."
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"Let us live so that when we come to die even the undertaker will be sorry." - Mark Twain
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