The ranger frowned as he walked, nodding to a few of the people as they passed. He seemed unphased and undistracted by the attention, his mind devoted to the task at hand. He led them across the square toward the barracks, where he knew the men would be still sleeping after their harrowing ordeal.<br/><br/>He'd been right. As they entered the large sleeping quarters, every bed was occupied, the blinds were drawn, and snores sounded all around them. He hesitated. The men were exhausted, and needed their rest. Undecided, he looked down at the kid, then nodded his head toward the door and led him outside once more.<br/><br/>Once outside, he spoke in a somewhat quiet voice, "Lets let them rest a while... they'll need it after so much work. First, lets go and assess the situation. The hypnosis may possibly work, but you should know, I've fought against these people for years. They are a strong-willed, not easily swayed. You may find their minds difficult to penetrate. They are a violent race, driven by simple things. This will be tricky at best."