“The Rangers are here, Captain!”
Captain Hedgehopper reached the front of the Lawkeeper’s Central Post just as two Men entered, dusting snow off of their coats. He had met the older one before, a tall fellow called Arathorn. The younger Man was unknown to him. Lieutenant Bellwether joined them.
“Ah, Rangers. I am Cpt. Moro Hedgehopper, this is Lt. Erling Bellwether. Thank you for coming.”
“I am Arathorn, and this is my son, Argonui. I understand you’ve had a murder?”
“I’m afraid so, Master Arathorn. We’ve had accidents and fights that have gotten out of hand before, but this one is a bit different.”
“Was the victim someone of great importance?” Argonui asked.
“Yavanna, no, he was as worthless as they come,” Erling said.
“However, whoever killed him tried to frame some dwarves in the Shire and—“
“There are dwarves in the Shire