As the news of the approaching Imperials reaches the ears of the men, a sense of panic can be felt rippling through the irregulars. Some begin to pack their bedrolls and other gear unto the few horses and on their backs while others gather their weapons and wander the camp aimlessly. A few of the men that have experience attempt to mold a semblance of order, but it is the young voice of Danica that finally brings the would-be soldiers into an organized force. Within the space of ten minutes, two columns are following the trails the men made days ago along the river, only to break off from their paths later on in order to reach the rock formation with the bear cave.
Dartis and Chalik stay behind with two dozen of the healthier, swifter men, creating a vanguard that sees to the protection of the men and takes to the wilderness between the two columns and slightly behind. They are left unharried, although a force of a dozen horsemen appears to watch and follow them from a distance. Dartis' horse, Swift, dances majestically around his irregulars, as the young noble raises his bow at the Imperials in defiance.
The entire force reaches the rock outcropping without incident, and the third of your forces that brought bows and arrows take positions on the highest portions. Another twenty men hide themselves in the woods, waiting for the Imperials to come. Around fifty men are left over, and they position themselves at the lower portion of the rock formation and the green field immediately around.
It takes some time... a frustrating and tense amount of time- but finally the ordered military march of the Imperials can be heard east of you. From the top of the rock outcropping, some of their bobbing helmets can be seen through the trees nearby, and you see the group stops about a third of a mile away. From the top of the rock outcropping, your party also sees a second group of Tallione cavalry approaching from the western side. This is a larger force, about a couple of dozen in size, but it's hard to count through the trees.
From this second force, a rider gallops forward, and your men knock and ready their arrows in his direction. He bursts forth into the edge of your clearing, watching your men with disdain. He pulls his horse back and waits then shouts loudly, "I would have words with your commander!"