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re: Roleplaying a Dunedain Ranger

Role-playing as a Ranger: The Definitive Guide

Repeat after me: Not all Dunedain are Rangers, but all Rangers are Dunedain. This is the creed of the Rangers. Learn it well and you will soon find out that role-playing as a Ranger means, by extension, that you are role-playing as a Dunadan. This will prove difficult, as the two known Ranger factions in the novels had a number of specifics laid out before them. Above all else, however, it should be remembered that role-playing as a Ranger is not something to be taken lightly--it is a privilege to role-play a Ranger, as lore-wise they are quite dangerous and act almost like heroes.

The History of the Dunedain

Before you can be a Ranger, you must know about the race that you are role-playing. In this case I speak of the Dunedain (Sindarin for Men of the West; singular Dunadan, or Man of the West). By knowing the history of your character you will be better prepared for what his mindset may be.

The Dunedain are the remnants of the Numenorean people, a people that once inhabited an island off the shores of Valinor, or the Undying Lands, known as Numenor. The Numenoreans did not spring up out of the island of Numenor, however--they were, in fact, the few chosen amongst the Edain who remained faithful to the Sindar and Noldi in the War of Wrath in Beleriand. For this the Valar rewarded them with their own lands--the Island of Numenor. At first the Numenoreans were great friends to the Elves and the Valar, and for this friendship they were bestowed with extended life and the youthful look of the Elves. Their first king, in fact, lived to be 500 years old and only relinquished his life out of his own will.

However tensions grew in Numenor after awhile, as the Numenoreans questioned the reason as to why they could not be offered immortality, as the Elves had bestowed upon, especially considering their part in overthrowing Morgoth in the Host of Valinor and the War of the Silmarils. The Valar could only answer with what they knew, and what they knew was that the Gift of Man was mortality.

This was not enough for the Numenoreans, and eventually they grew unfriendly to the Elves of Valinor. Instead they expanded their conquests into Middle-earth, expanding their kingdom into the lands of Eriador, Rohan, and Gondor. Eventually they would challenge Sauron's growing power and overthrow him, bringing him as a captive to the island of Numenor. It is here where Sauron would use his powers to deceive the king of Numenor into believing immortality could be achieved if the Numenoreans invaded Valinor. And so he did. In vengeance, however, the Valar eventually drove away the Numenorean invaders and sunk the island of Numenor.

Not all Numenoreans turned to such an evil path, however. Those that were not of the King's Men were instead known as the Elendili, Elf-friends, the Faithful. In the last king's reign the Elendili was led by Elendil, a distant relative to the Numenorean kings, and his sons Isildur and Anarion. From them they would see the invasion of Valinor as a mistake and would make their escape from Numenor. In the wrath of the waters, Elendil and his sons were split from their fleets, to which had Elendil land in Eriador while his sons landed in Gondor. From here Elendil would establish the kingdom of Arnor and his sons would establish the kingdom of Gondor.

In time the Last Alliance of Elves and Men would take place, and Sauron's fortress would be besieged for ten years before it was finally destroyed and the One Ring was finally cut from his hand. In the aftermath thereafter, Isildur would greedily return to Arnor as his birthright, forgoing responsibility of Gondor, which was left to Anarion's heirs. However Isildur would never return to Arnor, for he was slain at the Gladden Fields by Orcs.

Instead the descendants of Isildur would attempt to hold the kingdom of Arnor together against the forces of Angmar. Eventually the bloodline would thin and the kingdom would eventually break off into three factions: Arthedain, Cardolan, and Rhudaur. The issues became petty then and there was even war amongst each other and betrayals to enter the service of Sauron. Eventually, however, the remnants of Arnor dissipated.

The line of Isildur survived however, serving as Chieftains of the Dunedain for the Rangers of the North, the last surviving Dunedain people of the kingdom of Arnor. The Rangers of the North now act as border-wardens for the people of the Shire and of Bree-land, ensuring that their homes and lives are kept safe all under the shroud of secrecy.

Gondor was not without its own troubles. Its northern borders were often assailed by the Easterlings. These lands were eventually granted to Eorl the Young, and with it those lands soon became the kingdom of Rohan. Further down the line Gondor would see a kin-strife and the far southern regions of Gondor would break off in Umbar. While those lands were eventually regained they were ultimately lost to the Southrons. And since the One Ring was never destroyed, their forts and watches in Mordor would be overtaken and they would be pushed back and forced to abandon the capital city of Osgiliath.

Eventually the last King of Gondor, Earnur, would ride out to meet the challenge of the Witch-king at Minas Morgul. King Earnur did not return, however, and without any heirs, Stewardship would arise for Gondorian rulership. By the time of the War of the Ring, the Dunedain were waning even in Gondor, as most had mingled with Middle-men. Only in Dol Amroth could you find the blood of the Dunedain the strongest (although, again, that is not to say that Dunedain did not live in other regions of Gondor).

The Characteristics of the Dunedain

The Dunedain were grey-eyed and were tall. As descendants of the Numenorians, they still retained a rather long life--two times as much as a common man. The Dunedain also continued to follow an ancient tradition from the days of Numenor, which is to take an Elven name, and, as such, all Dunedain knew Sindarin. For those of a royal line, their Houses were named in Numenorean tradition as well after the Quenya language (again, which most knew as well).

That's the lore behind it. For the specifics, the Dunedain were never taller than 6'5" (As Aragorn is described as the tallest of the Dunedain, and he is 6"6") and lived, at best, to around 110 - 120 years of age--with weaker and mixed blood, they perhaps lived less. The rule of thumb used here as an example is Faramir, who lives to be 120 (Faramir was half-Dunedain).

Other characteristics of the Dunedain included a far-sight (which is why many excelled with a bow), a natural affinity to the woods and the animals, and, in some rare occasions, the gift of prophesy. As with all Dunedain, they were dark-haired but beardless (none of the Dunedain sported facial hair, not even Denethor). ((We at BLOTD ignore this and sport all the awesome beardedness that he want!!!!!))

Of specific note regarding Dunedain warriors: In the time during the War of the Ring, Grey Company, the Rangers of Ithilien, and the Knights of Dol Amroth accomplish great deeds. For Grey Company, the Rangers are able to march beyond what any other man could bear. The Rangers of Ithilien, although small in number, are able to overthrow Haradrim forces, even those riding Mumakil. As for the Knights of Dol Amroth, they lead the charge to save Faramir and Eowyn on the Battle of the Pelennor Fields and they are described as ferocious and mighty. For all of this Grey Company and the Knights of Dol Amroth (as well as the Guards of the Citadel) stand at Aragorn's side at the Field of Cormallen--either suggesting the resolve of the Dunedain or the last stand of the Dunedain. Either way, the point is that they are quite potent and powerful.

Growing Up as a Dunadan

The Dunedain mature at a normal rate as normal men, but physically they age slower. It is also at this age that the Dunedain come of age and are considered for their duties (using Aragorn as a rule of thumb, as Elrond waits until Aragorn is 20 to reveal his true identity). Nothing is written else of Dunedain life, but considering the nature of the Rangers described in literature, you can perhaps think of something Spartan in design, being trained from a young age under the rigors of discipline. However, unlike Spartans, they were not bloodthirsty baby killers, and, much like Elves, are described as soft in counsel and wise.

As you can imagine, an upbringing would have been different for Rangers of the North and Dunedain in Gondor. For the Rangers of the North, one could possibly consider that most Dunedain became Rangers, while the Dunedain in Gondor were few and far between as well, and perhaps served in more kingly positions instead of working in full as Rangers. Another key thing to remember: In the time of Denethor as ruling Steward, the Rangers of Ithilien were hand-picked from men who descend from Ithilien.

The Rangers of the North would perhaps have a more mystic sense to them and a more cautious approach. Their existence relies completely on secrecy and have been living in the woodlands for centuries.

The Dunedain of Gondor, however, most likely have noble upbringings (even in the smallest capacities). They might have proper educations in histories and learned war tactics. Also, as per a Tolkien letter, it's even said that Gondorian Dunedain also knew the Quenya and Adunaic languages (Adunaic was the language of the Numenorians), perhaps even suggesting that there were probably more Gondorians that spoke Quenya than there were Elves that could speak Quenya.

What it means to be a Ranger

For Rangers of the North: Border Wardens of Eriador living on the edge of the world. The Rangers of the North was Eriador's only defense against dark and evil forces that would otherwise harm the Hobbits and Men that lived there. Despite this, neither of them knew what the Rangers did, and, in fact, Rangers are often looked down upon, for they do not reveal their purpose. Despite the militaristic tendencies, they were not above stopping by in towns for a drink at the inn.

For Rangers of Ithilien: A rigorous military unit acting as spies and harassers of the Enemy. The Rangers of Ithilien make their base deep in the enemy's territory in a place called Henneth Annun, a place so secretive that you need to be invited or else by law of the land you are to be put to death. The Rangers of Ithilien serve Denethor and, as an extension, are a strict military unit--they won't be wandering into any taverns or walking off on their own unless they have leave to do so.

In the literature the rangers are described mostly as close-combat warriors, wielding spears and swords for battle. They also carried bows, but their prowess was best used in close combat situations. Because of this some common good ideas for what class to choose to RP as a ranger include Captain, Guardian, Champion, Hunter, and Warden (although it's not necessarily required).

The Characteristics of a Ranger

For Rangers of the North: From what we know from the books, Rangers have an ill-reputation in Bree and Aragorn has even earned himself a nickname amongst the folk. In fact Rangers are so ill-reputed that Aragorn hops over the wall to enter the town instead of the front gate. Despite this ill-reputation, they are said to have found lodging and refuge at times in towns, where they would share an ale with a man and perhaps tell tales of old history that Middle-men would gape in wonder at.

Despite being the only thing between evil things and Hobbits, Rangers of the North do not shirk or begrudge their duty, nor do they ask for thanks or recognition of their work. They are humble, courteous, and soft-spoken, and yet they are dangerous.

For Rangers of Ithilien: Much like the Rangers of the North, they understand their duty and begrudge it not. They appear to be hardier and more on the defensive, given that they are in hostile lands. Given that they are days away from anything resembling a warm bed, the Rangers of Ithilien would seem more militaristic.

None ever betray or disobey their duty, post, or their orders, so consider that if you ever want to RP as a "bad boy" Ranger. Considering they are a military unit, such actions would most likely be punishable by death anyways. This goes for the Rangers of the North as well, although I would be impressed if any Dunedain could walk away from Aragorn with a straight face.

The Skills of a Ranger

With far sight, obviously a Ranger would excel at the bow. And with an affinity to nature, they probably could train their horses to withstand some of the greatest fears (indeed, the steeds of the Grey Company descend into Dunharrow only because their riders taught them as much--the steed of Rohan that Gimli and Legolas ride on only went in because Legolas willied it to).

Tracking would be another obvious skill, as would trap-laying. Healing with the use of athelas would be restricted to Rangers of the North.

The Garb of a Ranger

Much of what is guessed about the garb of the Rangers of the North comes from Aragorn's description in the Prancing Pony, who seems like a "weather-beaten man." He wore high boots of supple leather but they had seen much wear and a travel-stained cloak of heavy dark-green. Later on Aragorn is described to wear the rustic green and brown colors of a Ranger. Later, when Grey Company arrives in Rohan, they are described to wear cloaks of dark gray and that their gear wasn't fair. The only thing of value they had was a brooch on each of their cloaks of silver shaped like a rayed star.

As for the Rangers of Ithilien, their garb is more plentiful described. Clad in green and brown of varied hues, they also wore green gauntlets and their faces were hooded and masked with green.

Tips to Use in the Game

- Don't draw attention to yourself. A ranger's greatest weapon is secrecy and surprise.
- Never reveal your true identity to people you do not absolutely trust with the exception to Elves, who are friends to the Dunedain.
- Don't ever act the part of Super Ranger if you ever see some wrong-doing. While rangers have a combat prowess, they are not one-man armies--the strength of a ranger, as was said, is the use of guerrilla tactics.
- Think one step ahead of your enemy. Lay out traps and lures so that you are sure you always have the home field advantage.
- Remember that you speak Sindarin--use it to your advantage if unfriendly ears are nearby.
- Never reveal the location of Esteldin. Ever. Not even to Elves!
- Remember the advantages of a long-ranged attack. Try to use the terrain to ensure you aren't caught with your pants down.
- Remember that in age comes wisdom. Keep that in mind if you ever think to play the hot-head with your 70-year-old Dunadan. The advantage of being one of the Dunedain is having impeccable wisdom (at least if you're old enough).

Let these series of quotes be used as source material and as a place to gather ideas for role-playing as a Ranger or even as a Dunadan (specifically of Dol Amroth). Before the start of each quote I provide a tl;dr version for an easier find or if you just want to know what the quote is conveying. Enjoy.

Rangers are guardians of the Shire

Forty leagues it stretched from the Far Downs to the Brandywine Bridge, and fifty from the northern moors to the marshes in the south. The Hobbits named it the Shire, as the region of the authority of their Thain, and a district of well-ordered business; and there in that pleasant corner of the world they plied their well-ordered business of living, and they heeded less and less the world outside where dark things moved, until they came to think that peace and plenty were the rule in Middle-earth and the right of all sensible folk. They forgot or ignore what little they had ever known of the Guardians, and of the labours of those that made possible the long peace of the Shire. They were in, fact, sheltered, but they had ceased to remember it. – Concerning Hobbits, The Fellowship of the Ring

Who the Rangers of the North are

‘Old knives are long enough as swords for hobbit-people,’ he said, ‘Sharp blades are good to have, if Shire-folk go walking easy, south, or far away into dark and danger.’ Then he told them that these blades were forged many long years ago by Men of Westernesse: they were foes of the Dark Lord, but they were overcome by the evil king of Carn Dum in the Land of Angmar.

‘Few now remember them,’ Tom murmured, ‘yet still some go wandering, sons of forgotten kings walking in the loneliness, guarding from evil things folk that are heedless.’ – Fog on the Barrow-downs, The Fellowship of the Ring

Who the Rangers of the North are and what they do

In those days no other Men had settled dwellings so far west, or within a hundred leagues of the Shire. But in the wild lands beyond Bree there were mysterious wanderers. The Bree-folk called them Rangers, and knew nothing of their origin. They were taller and darker than the Men of Bree and were believed to have strange powers of sight and hearing, to and understand the languages of beasts and birds. They roamed at will southwards, and eastwards even as far as the Misty Mountains; but they were now few and rarely seen. When they appeared they brought news from afar, and told strange forgotten tales which were eagerly listened to; but the Bree-folk did not make friends of them. – At the Sign of the Prancing Pony, The Fellowship of the Ring

Rangers visit the Prancing Pony

The Inn of Bree was still there, however, and the innkeeper was an important person. His house was a meeting place for the idle, talkative, and inquisitive among the inhabitants, large and small, of the four villages; and a resort of Rangers and other wanderers, and for such travellers (mostly dwarves) as still journeyed on the East Road, to and from the Mountains. – At the Sign of the Prancing Pony, The Fellowship of the Ring

The garb of a Ranger of the North

Suddenly Frodo noticed that a strange-looking weather-beaten man, sitting in the shadows near the wall, was also listening intently to the hobbit-talk. He had a tall tankard in front of him, and was smoking a long-stemmed pipe curiously carved. His legs were stretched out before him, showing high boots of supple leather that fitted him well, but had seen much wear and were now caked with mud. A travel-stained cloak of heavy dark-green clothing was drawn close about him, and in spite of the heat of the room he wore a hood that overshadowed his face; but the gleam of his eyes could be seen as he watched the hobbits.

‘Who is that?’ Frodo asked, when he got a chance to whisper to Mr. Butterbur. ‘I don’t think you introduced him?’

‘Him?’ said the landlord in an answering whisper, cocking an eye without turning his head. ‘I don’t rightly know. He is one of the wandering folk—Rangers we call them. He seldom talks: not but what he can tell a rare tale when he has the mind. He disappears for a month, or a year, and then he pops up again. He was in and out pretty often last spring; but I haven’t seen him about lately. What his right name is I’ve never heard: but he’s known round here as Strider. Goes about at a great pace on his long shanks; though he don’t tell nobody what cause he has to hurry. But there’s no accounting for East and West, as we say in Bree, meaning the Rangers and the Shire-folk, begging your pardon. Funny you should ask about him.’ But at that moment Mr. Butterbur was called away by a demand for more ale and his last remark remained unexplained. – At the Sign of the Prancing Pony, The Fellowship of the Ring

The healing knowledge of the Rangers of the North

He sat down on the ground, and taking the dagger-hilt laid it on his knees, and sang over it a slow song in a strange tongue. Then setting it aside, he turned to Frodo and in a soft tone spoke words the others could not catch. From the pouch at his belt he drew out the long leaves of a plant.

‘These leaves,’ he said, ‘I have walked far to find; for this plant does not grow in the bare hills; but in the thickets away south of the Road I found it in the dark by the scent of its leaves.’ He crushed a leaf in his fingers, and it gave out a sweet and pungent fragrance. ‘It is fortunate that I could find it, for it is a healing plant that the Men of the West brought to Middle-earth. Athelas they named it, and it grows now sparsely and only near places where they dwelt or camped of old; and it is not known in the North, except to some of those who wander in the Wild. It has great virtues, but over such a wound as this its healing powers may be small.’

He threw the leaves into boiling water and bathed Frodo’s shoulder. The fragrance of the steam was refreshing, and those that were unhurt felt their minds calmed and cleared. The herb had also some power over the wound, for Frodo felt the pain and also the sense of frozen cold lessen in his side… --Flight to the Ford, The Fellowship of the Ring

The value of a Ranger

‘Do you really mean that Strider is one of the people of the old Kings?’ said Frodo in wonder. ‘I thought they had all vanished long ago. I thought he was only a Ranger.’

‘Only a Ranger!’ cried Gandalf. ‘My dear Frodo, that is just what the Rangers are: the last remnant in the North of the great people, the Men of the West. They have helped me before; and I shall need their help in the days to come; for we have reached Rivendell, but the Ring is not yet at rest.’ – Many Meetings, The Fellowship of the Ring

Rangers of the North begrudge not their duty

‘But my home, such as I have, is in the North. For here the heirs of Valandil have ever dwelt in long line unbroken from father unto son for many generations. Our days have darkened, and we have dwindled; but ever the Sword has passed to a new keeper. And this I will say to you, Boromir, ere I end. Lonely men are we, Rangers of the wild, hunters—but hunters ever of the servants of the Enemy; for they are found in many places, not in Mordor only.

‘If Gondor, Boromir, has been a stalwart tower, we have played another part. Many evil things there are that your strong walls and bright swords do not stay. You know little of the lands beyond your bounds. Peace and freedom, do you say? The North would have known them little but for us. Fear would have destroyed them. But when dark things come from the houseless hills, or creep from the sunless woods, they fly from us. What roads would any dare to tread, what safety would there be in quiet lands, or in the homes of the simple men at night, if the Dunedain were asleep, or were all gone into the grave?

‘And yet less thanks have we than you. Travellers scowl at us, and countrymen give us scornful names. “Strider” I am to one fat man who lives within a day’s march of foes that would freeze his heart, or lay his little town in ruin, if he were not guarded ceaselessly. Yet we would not have it otherwise. If simple folk are free from care and fear, simply they will be, and we must be secret to keep them so. That has been the task of my kindred, while the years have lengthened and the grass has grown.’ – The Council of Elrond, The Fellowship of the Ring

The extent of the use of Rangers

The hobbits had been nearly two months in the House of Elrond, and November had gone by with the last shreds of autumn, and December was passing, when the scouts began to return. Some had gone north beyond the springs of the Hoarwell into the Ettenmoors; and the others had gone west, and with the help of Aragorn and the Rangers had searched the lands far down the Greyflood, as far as Tharbad, where the old North Road crossed the river by a ruined town. – The Ring Goes South, The Fellowship of the Ring

The garb of a Ranger of the North

Aragorn had Anduril but no other weapon, and he went forth clad only in rusty green and brown, as a Ranger of the wilderness. –The Ring Goes South, The Fellowship of the Ring

The value of a Ranger

‘Then we must be more careful,’ said Gandalf. ‘If you bring a Ranger with you, it is well to pay attention to him, especially if the Ranger is Aragorn.’ – The Ring Goes South, The Fellowship of the Ring

Rangers are excellent trackers

‘We shall not turn back here. Yet I am weary.’ He gazed back along the way they had come towards the night gathering in the East. ‘There is something strange at work in this land. I distrust the silence. I distrust even the pale Moon. The stars are faint; and I am weary as I have seldom been before, weary as no Ranger should be with a clear trail to follow.’ – Riders of Rohan, The Two Towers

Dunedain are relentless

Wide wonder came into Eomer’s eyes. ‘Strider is too poor a name, son of Arathorn,’ he said. ‘Wingfoot I name you. This deed of the three friends should be sung in many a hall. Forty leagues and five you have measured ere the fourth day is ended! Hardy is the race of Elendil!’ – Riders of Rohan, The Two Towers

Rangers are excellent trackers

‘And do not forget that old man!’ said Gimli. ‘I should be happier if I could see the print of a boot.’

‘Why would that make you happy?’ said Legolas.

‘Because an old man with feet that leave marks might be no more than he seemed,’ answered the Dwarf.

‘Maybe,’ said the Elf; ‘but a heavy boot might leave no print here: the grass is deep and springy.’

‘That would not baffle a Ranger,’ said Gimli. ‘A bent blade is enough for Aragorn to read.’ –The White Rider, The Two Towers

Rangers of Ithilien

At once four men came striding through the fern from different directions. Since flight and hiding were no longer possible, Frodo and Sam sprang to their feet, putting back to back and whipping out their small swords.

If they were astonished at what they saw, their captors were even more astonished. Four tall Men stood there. Two had spears in their hands with broad bright heads. Two had great bows, almost of their own height, and great quivers of long green-feathered arrows. All had swords at their sides, and were clad in green and brown of varied hues, as if the better to walk unseen in the glades of Ithilien. Green gauntlets covered their hands, and their faces were hooded and masked with green, except their eyes, which were very keen and bright. At once Frodo thought of Boromir, for these Men were like him in stature and bearing, and in their manner of speech. – Of Herbs and Stewed Rabbit, The Two Towers

Rangers of Ithilien

The hobbits sat down again, but they said nothing to one another of their thoughts and doubts. Close by, just under the dappling shadow of the dark bay-trees, two men remained on guard. They took off their masks now and again to cool them, as the day-heat grew, and Frodo saw that they were goodly men, pale-skinned, dark of hair, with grey eyes and faces sad and proud. They spoke together in soft voices, at first using the Common Speech, but after the manner of older days, and then changing to another language of their own. To his amazement, as he listened Frodo became aware that it was the Elven-tongue that they spoke, or one but little different; and he looked at them with wonder, for he knew then that they must be Dunedain of the South, men of the line of the Lords of Westernesse.

After a while he spoke to them; but they were slow and cautious in answering. They named themselves Mablung and Damrod, soldiers of Gondor, and they were Rangers of Ithilien; for they were descended from folk who lived in Ithilien at one time, before it was overrun. From such men the Lord Denethor chose his forayers, who crossed the Anduin secretly (how or where, they would not say) to harry the Orcs and other enemies that roamed between Ephel Duath and the River. – Of Herbs and Stewed Rabbit, The Two Towers

Rangers of Ithilien

Their talk died down into a listening silence. All seemed still and watchful. Sam, crouched by the edge of the fern-brake, peered out. With his keen hobbit-eyes he saw that many more Men were about. He could see them stealing up the slopes, singly or in long files, keeping always to the shade of grove or thicket, or crawling, hardly visible in their brown and green raiment, through grass and brake. All were hooded and masked, and had gauntlets on their hands, and were armed like Faramir and his companions. Before long they had all passed and vanished. The sun rose till it neared the South. The shadows shrank. – Of Herbs and Stewed Rabbit, The Two Towers

Henneth Annun is a secret place

Faramir laughed softly. ‘Fish!’ he said. ‘It is a less perilous hunger. Or maybe not: fish from the pool of Henneth Annun may cost him all he has to give.’

‘Now I have him at the arrow-point,’ said Anborn. ‘Shall I not shoot, Captain? For coming unbidden to this place death is our law.’ – The Forbidden Pool, The Two Towers

Henneth Annun is a secret place

Gollum dropped the fish from his hand. ‘Don’t want fish,’ he said.

‘The price is not set on the fish,’ said Faramir. ‘Only to come here and look on the pool bears the penalty of death.’ – The Forbidden Pool, The Two Towers

Dol Amroth was the most well-armed region of Gondor

…And at last and proudest, Imrahil, Prince of Dol Amroth, kinsman of the Lord, with gilded banners bearing his token of the Ship and the Silver Swan, and a company of knights in full harness riding grey horses; and behind them seven hundreds of men at arms, tall as lords, grey-eyed, dark-haired, singing as they came. – Minas Tirith, The Return of the King

Rangers use spears

And Aragorn said to Halbarad: ‘What is that you bear, kinsman?’ For he saw that instead of a spear he bore a tall staff, as it were a standard, but it was close-furled in a black cloth bound about with many thongs. – The Passing of the Grey Company, The Return of the King

Dunedain are bad ass

‘They are a strange company, these newcomers,’ said Gimli. ‘Stout men and lordly they are, and the Riders of Rohan look almost as boys beside them; for they are grim men of face, worn like weathered rocks for the most part, even as Aragorn himself; and they are silent.’

‘But even as Aragorn they are courteous, if they break their silence,’ said Legolas.’ – The Passing of the Grey Company, The Return of the King

The garb of the Grey Company

A little apart the Rangers sat, silent, in an ordered company, armed with spear and bow and sword. They were clad in cloaks of dark grey, and their hoods were cast now over helm and head. Their horses were strong and of proud bearing, but rough-haired; and one stood there without a rider, Aragorn’s own horse that they had brought from the North; Roheryn was his name. There was no gleam of stone or gold, nor any fair thing in all their gear and harness; nor did their riders bear any badge or token, save only that each cloak was pinned upon the left shoulder by a brooch of silver shaped like a rayed star. – The Passing of the Grey Company, The Passing of the Grey Company, The Return of the King

Rangers of the North do not begrudge their duty

‘A little people, but of great worth are the Shire-folk,’ said Halbarad. ‘Little do they know of our long labour for the safekeeping of their borders, and yet I grudge it not.’ – The Passing of the Grey Company, The Return of the King

Dunedain are bad ass

…The Company camped beside the Stone, buy they slept little, because of the dread of the Shadows that hedged them round.

But when the dawn came, cold and pale, Aragorn rose at once, and he led the Company forth upon the journey of greatest haste and weariness that any among them had known, save he alone, and only his will held them to go on. No other mortal Men could have endured it, none but the Dunedain of the North… – The Passing of the Grey Company, The Return of the King

The Dunedain of Dol Amroth may have intermingled with Elves

So it was that Gandalf took command of the last defence of the City of Gondor. Wherever he came men’s hearts would lift again, and the winged shadows pass from memory. Tirelessly he strode from Citadel to Gate, from north to south about the wall; and with him went the Prince of Dol Amroth in his shining mail. For he and his knights still held themselves like lords in whom the race of Numenor ran true. Men that saw them whispered saying: ‘Belike the old tales speak well; there is Elvish blood in the veins of that folk, for the people of Nimrodel dwelt in that land long ago.’ – The Siege of Gondor, The Return of the King

The life-span of the Dunedain

It was the pride and wonder of the Northern Line that, though their power departed and their people dwindled, through all the many generations the succession was unbroken from father to son. Also, though the length of lives of the Dunedain grew ever less in Middle-earth, after the ending of their kings the waning was swifter in Gondor; and many of the Chieftains of the North still lived to twice the age of Men, and far beyond the days of even the oldest amongst us. Aragorn indeed lived to be two hundred and ten years old, longer than any of his line since King Arvegil; but in Aragorn Elessar the dignity of the kings of old was renewed. – (iii) The North-kingdom and the Dunedain, Appendix A

Credit goes to: AgamemnonV1 from the Oathsworn

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