Gondor Ranger Novels & Stories

he insisted, his eyes glazing over. "Not without you." Beta Ronan stood at the edge of the forest clearing, his eyes fixed on the tire tracks cutting deep into the mud. Rain water swirled around his boots. He inhaled deeply, tasting the air. The faint, metallic tang of blood and sweat hung in the wind. "They headed toward the gorge," Ronan barked, gesturing for his trackers to fan out. "Sir, the scent is fading," a tracker replied, adjusting his night-vision goggles. "This rain is washing everything away."

A towel was hanging on his left shoulder with a towel wrapped around his bottom. A glass of whisky glistened against the embers of the green flame that reminded him of the encounter he had a few hours ago. I never knew that green can be a compelling color. Randel, an orc that specialized in poisons and who was also Damon’s aid, gulped for the nth time for this evening. He was standing beside the fireplace, his large clawed hands were clasped at his back as he waited for the response of the prince from what he announced earlier—but to no avail, his eyes, that were as red as the cracking of dawn, had only its interest fixated onto the green flame that belonged to the Glutton Family.

The journey to the western mountains took five days through terrain that grew steadily more rugged and wild. The recovering lands gave way to ancient forests of towering redwood and pine, their trunks so wide that a full pack could shelter in their hollows. Streams ran fast and cold, fed by snowmelt from the distant peaks, and the air carried the clean, sharp scent of high altitudes. Lira traveled with a small company: Aria and two of her seers, Kael and four Ironmaw fighters, Thane and Vestra, and a young western scout named Sorrel who had volunteered to guide them through the mountain passes.

Without thinking twice, Kendra went after him. Ragnall runs into his living quarters and shifts into his human form. Bleeding from the two incapacitating wounds on his side, he drags his body to his safe where he takes out a gun loaded with silver bullets and a little extra something. A poison guarateened to end the life of who ingest it within a twinkle of an eye. He weakly hid himself and waits for Kendra’s entrance. Kendra’s massive wolf strides into the room, her nose turned up in search of the smell of her prey.

Zane said beside me, I agree with his decision. He was powerful and was going to be crowned as the emperor while I was a normal magical physician. Rhyker was an often regarded and greatly praised god. Winter, time and jewels are crucial elements this divine being is associated with and most would regard him as modest and blunt. Often depicted as short, thin, immature and bright Rhyker was usually worshipped through pledges and oaths. There were a few types of places for those in pursuit of the aid of Rhyker, but natural sanctuaries and dedicated clothing pieces are a good way to start connecting.

Who knows what has become of these wild cards of fairies. Haco and a few of his fellow rangers march soundlessly on the uneven terrains towards the Dark Mountains. These rangers are used to such conditions that they are not in any way bothered by their present circumstances. Like their King, these fairies were trained to endure harsh environments no matter what. They are as courageous as their Fire Lord.

“Watch his feet. Watch how he places them. Watch how he breathes. He’s not hiding from the forest. He’s becoming a part of it. That is a strength your fists will never give you.” It was a slow, painful process. But one day, Ronan saw Goran and Jax return from a patrol. Goran was walking differently. His steps were lighter. He was actually looking at the trees, listening to the birds. He didn’t say anything to Jax, but he gave him a small, respectful nod. It was a greater victory than any battle. ---

Of course it would be a hard task considering the fact they all wear masks and if she were to be found out with her gloves, it wouldn't be possible. The superiors in the Raven band all have special gloves to differiante them. The superiors are the ones who get to know what Raven looks like and they are the most trusted and surprisingly they are just five of them. Kai, Archie, Lucius, Tanya and including Raven herself (Mia). They lead certain lookouts for any spotted offender in line with the job they are called for; fishing out the weres, vamps and zombs.

The mysterious wanderer called Ranger had been following him stealthily through the mountains, for no purpose other than to keep an eye on him. Ever since Ranger found himself wandering the mountains of this region, he went wherever his instincts told him to go; and by instincts, he meant the hulk of magic metal he carried on his back. Whatever power was concealed within this sword, Ranger did his best not to question it, as it helped him to survive in the wild all these years and kept him hidden from the prying eyes of his enemies. And just that night, it told him of a young boy entering the northern borders of the Dark Zone. So Ranger hiked all night through the mountains, following wherev