I am far more Harper than Ranger these days, although both are present, naturally.
I am working out how to make a good case for one of my smaller harps such that I can carry it on saunters through the hills and forests. With my staff, my Harpers' Long Knife, a sling, and my harp, I am so very well armed only a fool would try me.
I would we could have a Ranger Moot hereabouts. That would be an awesome thing. There are too few of us, sadly. There are few places with good land for a camping outing and away from people and modernity. Densely populated tiny state, drawback of. ;) One adapts.
I still shoot the bow. I still hunt with it.
I still have my spear...I still wish I could hunt with it.
I have my sword...hell, I'd be happy just to be able to carry it out there.
I do have my harp, and it is a weapon deadly indeed, when needs must.
I am working on woolen garments since Winter is nearly here...although I am not at all certain how cold it will get this year. Also linen garments. I have chosen to use my calcei for shoes, mostly. The hobnails give traction and they look great! I am considering dying them.
Various pouches and such to be made. A Crane Bag of course, this one designed with pockets for things like tuning wrenches, tuners, etc. In addition to the usual items.
Here is the Ranger-Harper in a circle of stone;
Namarië
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