Halt was filing through reports as Will practices with his bow outside. "Boring… Boring… Boring…" he thought. Suddenly, Will entered the cabin. "Gilan's coming," Will said, should I make some coffee? "Sure,"responded Halt. As Will walked off, Gilan burst through the door, looking grim. Halt, seeing how worried Gilan was, said, "SIt down and get a cup of coffee from Will. You need to relax." Gilan nodded and walked off. After he left, Halt took one last look at his papers, threw them to the side, and walked off to join them.
After drinking a cup of coffee, Gilan felt a little better, and was ready to speak. "Okay, the real reason I came here is because we are having a crisis." "A crisis? What do you mean?" asked Halt. Gilan, nervous, slowly responded, "There is a gang that is killing Rangers. They're succeeding. They killed two already. Thomas and Matthew. Of Yellowstone and Warwick fief." Halt and Will were shocked. When Halt recovered, he asked, "How were the killed?" Gilan responded, even more nervous now, "That's the thing. We don't know. They just seemed to die when they were in the same forest: Nightwood. Crowley told me to tell you you that you have a new mission, which is to investigate Nightwood forest and try to stop the gang while your at it." Will turned pale and looked down at his cup of coffee. Speaking to WIll, he said, I guess we had better get packed." He then said to Gilan, "I assume you have your own duties to attend to?" Gillan nodded, "I have to be the temporary ranger for Matthews fief until they find a permanent replacement." "See you" responded Halt. Gilan nodded and then left.
Halt and Will were packed and saddled up. They looked out on the sunrise. Reluctantly, Will said, "Halt, i'm scared." Halt nodded, saying, "I'm too. I guess we just have to be strong and get through this." Will nodded and they rode off.