Power Rangers The Two Towers

by mmmeevaguerrero75033

follows the continuing quest of Ethan and the Fellowship to destroy the One Ring. Ethan and Conner discover they are being followed by the mysterious Gollum. Trent Mercer the Elf archer Dustin Brooks and Max Cooper the Dwarf encounter the besieged Rohan kingdom, whose once great King Anton has fallen under Zeltrax's deadly spell.

29. Ch 28: One of the Dunedain

Chapter 28: One of the Dunedain

The refugees made camp later on. Tori moved amongst the crowds with a homemade stew that she had prepared, in which she offered to various folk. Suddenly… she saw Max walking towards her.

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"…Max," Tori called to the Dwarf, wanting to offer him the stew.

As Max came to the stew he recoiled quickly before striding away, "no, I couldn't. I really couldn't."

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Tori then went to Trent, who was polishing his sword.

I made some stew. It isn't much, but it's hot." replied Tori.

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Tori then lowered her pot onto the ground and dipped a bowl into the stew. She then lent it towards Trent, along with a wooden spoon. Trent politely took the bowl and spoon, and glanced up at her.

"…Thank you," he said kindly.

"Really?" asked a smiling, pleased Tori, as she started to walk away.

Trent quickly goes to pour the stew on the ground, but Tori turns back

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"My Uncle told me a strange thing," Tori said suddenly as she began to turn around, making Trent stop pouring the stew onto the ground, righting his bowl again, not without spilling some stew on his hands, making him wince a little painfully.

Tori then walked towards Trent, as he tried to look at her attentively, and added, "he said that you rode to war with Thengel, my grandfather. But he must be mistaken."

"King Anton has a good memory," said Trent, confirming what Anton said to her, "he was only a small child at the time."

"…Then you must be at least 60," Tori assessed, in disbelief, as she squatted down to meet Trent at eye-level.

But… Trent shook his head, a little, peering into his bowl as he said quietly, "…no."

"…Seventy?" inquired Tori, gasping.

Trent shook his head again.

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"…You cannot be 80," said Tori, gasping a little more…

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Trent then smiled a little nervously looking at Éowyn, sensing that they both wanted to know his real age. The ranger knew that he had to say how old he really was…

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"…87," Trent said eventually…

You are one of the Dunedain. A descendant of Numenor, blessed with long life. It was said that your race had passed into legend," asked Tori.

There are few of us left. The Northern Kingdom was destroyed long ago," said Trent.

"Thank you. Please… eat," said Tori, remembering that Trent still had the stew in his hand that was probably getting cold.