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Rangers of the North have ridden the Road east and west through the Shire for time beyond remembering.  They are often rough looking, with rugged features and their clothes often ragged.  But, although we have seldom trusted them, still we have known they are not ruffians.  They are respectful toward us, the few times they agree to speak, and often they run true ruffians off completely, or take them in hand, wrapping them with rope if needed.

We did not realize these in reality were the King’s Men we were required to aid by the rules of the charter issued by Argeleb the Second to Blanco and Marcho.  Nor did we realize that they have protected the regions of the Shire and the Breelands for uncounted years. 

Now we rejoice to know that one of these Rangers reigns over us as King of the Reunited Kingdom, and are assured he will rule well and wisely.