Jakal walked around the area picking up the used arrows, that had been fired by the young man laying by the wall. A few feet away Jakal saw a beautifully crafted bow, picking it up he decided to return it to the owner. As Jakal walked towards the group of strangers, he saw the young man jump up. In a heart beat, Jakal had grabbed his still loaded crossbow from his belt, and aimed it towards the ranger.
Seeing the ranger drop his guard, Jakal unloaded his crossbow and snapped the arms back in to place. Hanging it on his belt, he continued to carry the rangers arms towards him."these are yours, I presume?" he asked the ranger "Oh and my name is Jakal", laying the bow and arrows at the rangers feet.