Trisher Nicole Married Who

By:

LiL Pippin Padfoot

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Disclaimer:

A/N : I really have no geographical skills, so I have no clue if there is or isn't a forest on Gondor's borders, nor do I know where the hell the Drudan Forest is, nor where the hell it is in Rohan.

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Chapter 80

Rangers

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Eventually, we got to the Ranger place, or whatever it was. Our guard guys lied. It so was not a short walking distance. It was like not, okay, it just wasn't. Now, I wouldn't of minded walking that far, that is, if I had some incentive. I didn't. Right now, the ground was looking pretty good to me.

"Must … keep … walking." Trisher panted.

"We're almost there." My ranger assured us.

"Yea, you told us that an HOUR AGO!" I said.

"You need to keep quiet, enemies still lurk in this woods." Trisher and I glanced at each other. That meant the Grinners, we were assuming.

"Um, what kind of creatures?" I asked. "Ones that continually smile and are not big on talking?"

"Or are big on violence?" Trisher added.

"Much worse." He said. "And what kind of creatures do you speak of? One's that are of a young girl's nightmare?"

Oh, I could have slapped him. I so could've and would've slapped him, if Trisher hadn't grabbed my arm and mouthed 'Sexist' at me. That made me pity him in that face that the poor guy could not see out of his sexist box. But still. He was wrong. "My imagination!" I said. "No, we were kidnapped by them, TWICE!" I said.

"Did I not tell you to be quiet?" my guard hissed. "This wood is unsafe!" he was the one yelling now.

All of a sudden we were surrounded by pointy sticks. Before I could register what else was happening, our guards swooped down on us, and put us on our horses, and they drew their swords.

"Where are you from?" a deep voice came from inside the forest, it was creepy; we could only see the weapons, but no people. Weird. "We are from Gondor, Minas Tirith." Said Trisher's guard. The response to that was "You are trespassing on the property that does not belong to Gondor."

"No, this land belongs to the King Eomer, whom Gondor is allies with. We have King Eomer's leave." My guard stated.

"No. The woods of the Drudan Forest belong to no one than Ghân-buri-Ghân. King Théoden gave us this land."

Trisher and I glanced at each other. We were here! "We'll come peacefully!" I said. "No we won't!" my guard hissed at me. I just made a face at him. "Yes, we will! We do not wish to trouble the great people of Drudan Forest." I said. Trisher caught my drift. "Yeah, we'll come peacefully! Just put down your pointy sticks." She added. One of the short dudes lowered his stick. "Get off your horses and follow us." He said. I slid off Aracaran, and helped Trisher off hers. And off into the forest we went.

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Okay, so I'm going to ATTEMPT to end this story before it reaches 100 chapters, and am already starting to plan how it's going to start. This is the beginning of the end.