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As the power of the woodelven kingdom shrunk, their numbers diminished to near nothingness and their ranks where scattered across the vast lands of north. So it came to be that the Ranger High Lord Hurin brought together the remains of the ranger forces that were once so strong. And so the guild of the Rangers of Milnea was formed. A guild for all rangers to call as their home. For tales of battle and glory to be told, and for products and the lore of the woods to be exchanged. For the young to master their skill in the knowledge and the lore of the land. So all you wandering Ranger folk, young and foolharted as well as those with the wisdom of old. Now you have a place to call your own. And I assure you that I, High lord Hurin, will do the best I can on your behalf, as long as you keep the name of the rangers pure and untainted by selfish and unspiritual acts. For you must always remember that a true ranger doesn't take sides where no side need be taken. And a true ranger helps anyone in need of help according to the calling of his or her spirituality. Oh now.... I hear the woodland calling with the sweetest of sounds.... I must away my friend.... away to the forest so green, but heed me well Ranger friend, we'll meet again in the forest of Milena where the songs of thine gory will sweeten the air. |
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