Hand of Numenor

As the Forngarmo regained her consciousness she glanced ahead to see that she had wounded the corsair commander, but the leader of the band has escaped. She felt the pain from her wounded waist but the adrenaline surge was enough to hold her up at that moment. She glanced at the company, hoping that they too, have survived the blast. Yet again, the black speech woman has fired against her own allies. The ranger had a full mistrust towards her now. 

Soon the sounds of the battle were broken by a sudden silence as the Leader of the corsair entered the fray. 
- Harzim! - Thandanar then yelled at the corsair leader. Aelwynna applied pressure to her wound, breathing heavily. Her eyes narroed at the sight of Harzim. Forngarmo pulled out Athelas from her pocket and turned to the woman.
- Put that on the wound... - She said then turned attention back to the corsair leader. Harzim offered a bow at the company. 

Upon the unexpected arrival of Fajr and the elite corsair unit, Captain Belenir quickly evaluates the escalated threat. The seventeen elite corsairs, donned in their distinctive golden armor, are a formidable sight as they swiftly form a shield wall around their leader, Fajr. 
- You will die like the coward Hunhir did... he begged for my mercy when I sliced his throat! - Fajr's taunting words about Hunhir hung heavily in the air. Thandanar inspected the battlefield with his keen eye. 

As the company quietly approaches Rantost by boat, Captain Belenir keeps a watchful eye on the surroundings. Upon landing, he observes Achillenor and his mariners skillfully concealing their boats, a crucial step in maintaining the element of surprise.With a sense of urgency and strategic foresight, Captain Belenir swiftly gives his next command.
- Quickly, everyone, take cover behind those large bushes," - He instructed his companions, pointing to a nearby area that offers ample concealment. 

As the talk got interrupted, Belenir adressed the gathering with an official tone.