A scream resounds from the tent, as Nessa continues to tend to the man's wounds. She stands up to go see what is going on.

"Stop!" Nessa spins her head back around to see the ranger staring at her with deep blue eyes.

"Help me up, quickly! And hand me my sword."

Meanwhile inside the tent; the two heavily armed men stare at a frightened Moss hungrily. Hadaig nods to his companion as they advance on the healer. Sean looks at the entrance of the tent, and finds the wounded ranger, leaning on the other woman lightly for support. The woman is pretty, black curly hair, and bright green eyes. The ranger has reddish curly hair that goes down to his shoulders, and deep blue eyes that are glaring at the two raiders. His torso is wrapped in gauze, and he is holding a sword. Both can tell he is very weak at the moment.

"What business do ye have in Moss's tent gentleman?" he demands.

Sean smiles and shouts, "Gettim!"

It all passes in a blur as the two men pull out their swords and proceed to attack. First Hadaig charges the man; Faramir, with consumate skill parry's Hadaig's first blow, then kicks him in the side of the right knee, knocking him to the ground. Sean charges on the other side, again Faramir parrys, this time sending Sean's sword sliding across the floor. Faramir then hits him in the stomach with his sword hilt, flips back his sword, then swings it with a chopping motion, aiming for Sean's neck, and stops only centimeters from the man's neck and holds.

"Who are you, and what are you doing here? Speak!!! Now!!!"

While holding his sword near Sean's neck, Faramir begins to shake, then in a few seconds, topples to the ground, out cold from the exertion. The sword drops harmlessly to the ground as Hadaig and Sean stand up shakily, Hadaig sheathing his weapon, and Sean standing there, looking at the unconcious man who nearly killed him.