A Future King and A Ranger [Arthur]

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"How many are they?" Brandeles placed his hands on the table, looking at the map while his ranger look on. "Possibly forty of them, or more..." the ranger responds as Brandeles look at his lieutenants with his serious look at and look back to his map again, then sighs deeply, "Our number is quite too few, but we will strike them in their camp from the woods. I want our men placed here, here and here." Brandeles presses his finger at the locations on the map as the ranger look at it, and nods.

"We will strike them after sundown, and ask our men to wait for my signal to attack. Now go." the rangers nodded and leave the tent immediately while Brandeles follow him from behind, exits from the tent. The rangers' camp were rather small but undetected by the bandits, hooded rangers were walking around in the camp with their bow in their hands and sword sheathed beside their waist. Brandeles is tasked to assault the bandit camp with his rangers, the bandits cause too much trouble for the village nearby and it's time for the rangers to act, to get rid of the bandits, either kill or capture.

"Captain!" a young ranger apprentice comes to Brandeles from behind, with haste and anxious look on his face. "What is it, ranger?" Brandeles knows that this ranger must have something important to report to him, "A group of mounted knights coming this way, and it was.... Prince Arthur who lead them." Brandeles was not really surprise but curious, what would a future king and his knights come to his encampment? Perhaps assist him in this assault? The heavens must be bless his hope of aid.

"Then we shall welcome him with open arms," Brandeles pats on the ranger's shoulder with his smile. The ranger captain pulls his hood on and ready his bow, arrows and sword sheathed besides him. He signals few of his hooded rangers follow him to the camp entrance, wait for the prince and his knights to come.

[Arthur Pendragon]

News of a small battle reached the castle of Camelot, and because it was within the kingdom -- even on the outskirts -- the King could not ignore this. And neither could Arthur. He gathered some of the knights, not too many to leave the castle defenseless of course, and they rode out almost immediately upon hearing of the small fight that was going to ensue. They ride quickly and with as few stops as possible for there was no time to waste in situations like this.

When they got there, they were greeted at the entrance of the encampment and Arthur was relieved to see that they had not been too late. He dismounted his horse, while the other men soon followed suit. Arthur nodded towards a few of the men as they lowered their head out of respect to the Prince. His eyes scanned the crowd for their leader and friend of the King's, until he was sighted as it did not take too long to find him. Arthur gave a slight smile as he approached him. Brandeles," he greeted, now in front of the ranger. He had been a trusted friend of the royal family for quite some time, and so there was no question as to whether or not to help him in this small battle. "How are you?" He asked, exchanging a few pleasantries -- very brief ones -- right before getting down to business and the purpose of the Prince and his knights being here.

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The hooded rangers bow down before the future king, Brandeles smiles from his hood towards to Prince Arthur. "I'm still as same as ever, my lord. You know that life as a ranger isn't an easy task." Brandeles shakes hand with Prince Arthur, his steel gauntlets are rather rough than the ranger's glove. "It's good to see you again, Prince Arthur."

Look back to his rangers, Brandeles shows them to the future king with his pride, "These are my rangers from Woods of Balor, finest archers and warriors of Camelot." the rangers bow down to the prince and raised their hooded-faces up to him. Finally reinforcements come to aid the rangers, and there will be some plans changed after this. "My lord, bandits hideout are not far away from here... It was across the river over there and to the north." Brandeles points his finger at the river which is located the north, the river is not really deep so the rangers and the prince knights have no problem by crossing on it. "Few of my men are ready to strike the bandits' encampment with their arrows, but since your honorable presence... The plans will be changed, please follow me to the tent and let us discuss the plans."

The ranger beckons the prince to follow him into the tent, and few of his lieutenant rangers follow him too.

[Arthur Pendragon]

Arthur gave a bit of a smile, though still maintaining a certain degree of formality. This was not a visit of pleasure; it was all business. They did not have time to engage in too much conversation that did not pertain to the crisis at hand. Arthur gave another short nod to the men he was vaguely introduced to, looking at them carefully. "It will be an honor to fight with you all," he told them truthfully. He trusted Brandeles' judgment and so if he said they were the best archers and warriors, he would believe him. Arthur then followed Brandeles to the tent, eager to hear his plan of attack.

"So tell me, what is your strategy?" Arthur had of course, not come alone and so now the chances of success increased a great deal, as it always would in a battle situation such as this one. "I realizes that our presence will indeed change your plans drastically, but we hope only for the better. Perhaps now since we are greater in numbers, we can come from the other side, surround them and circle them so that they are trapped and then attack." It would limit their mobility a great deal, and if they were completely surrounded, they wouldn't have too many places to run to.