December 3 - 22 red rangers
6. 22 Red Rangers - by Dean Maia of Este
"Did your Rangers start this foolishness?"
The young captain did not wilt under the Captain-General's stare. "They admit to being the first in the tavern and the first to challenge the Guards, but they accepted the challenge fairly."
The Captain-General turned from the twenty-two Rangers wrapped in red rugs and glared at the Guardsmen. "Did your men decide to steal the Ranger's uniforms before or after the challenge to swim the river in record time?"
The Guard captain did his best not to show his anger to his commander. "The Guards I have here admit they stole the uniforms because they thought the Rangers disrespectful." He turned to face them and bellowed, "Didn't you?"
It was all the Guards could do to keep from falling down drunk.
"That is enough." The Captain-General said sternly. "Since your Guards violated the rule of challenge they are confined to quarters until the Rangers leave Minas Trinth. The Eldest Man will teach them the rule. Dismissed."
He glared less menacingly at the Ranger captain. "After your men receive clean uniforms they will return the rugs to the caravan and each personally apologize for 'borrowing' them."
"Yes sir. Sir, one request. Please do not tell the Steward about this until the Rangers leave the City?"
"Do not worry Faramir, I will not."
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