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Message: <blockquote data-quote="airwalkrr" data-source="post: 4415187" data-attributes="member: 12460">Hectar sat up suddenly in his tent. His alarm had been tripped and woken him with a mental ringing. Something was approaching the camp. He grabbed his armor and mace and darted outside to his startled companions' surprise."Someone is approaching," he said softly, beginning to strap on his scale armor.Bostow reached for his heavy axe while Alexa grabbed her short bow. Omar stood at the ready. He had been well-versed in the ways of hand-to-hand combat and did not require a weapon to be a deadly threat. No sooner had they leapt to their feet than a loud "twang" rang out from the trees as an arrow went whizzing past them and straight into the center of their dying fire. It was clearly a warning shot. Whoever had fired the arrow was making it very plain that any one of them could be next."Your money or your life," a voice from the darkness called, "and I won't ask you twice."Hectar moved to retrieve a torch and lit it on the embers in the fire. As it blazed up, the forest revealed a cadre of elven archers, longbows at the ready, all trained upon the camp. There must have been at least a score or more of them. The odds against them succeeding in combat were slim to none. Even Bostow, his heart longing for glorious battle, could see that this was not the time to pick a fight, and he lowered his axe, as did the others with their weapons."I see you are wiser than the last travelers," the lead elf explained, moving up and signaling for his fellow elves to divest the group of their weapons, "their blood was needlessly spilt. I assure you once your purses are ours we will pester you no longer.""Elves!" Alexa exclaimed in surprised disgust, "I've never known elves to stoop to petty robbery. Have you gone mad?""These are no common elves," Bostow replied with a snarl, bearing his tusks angrily at the aggressors, "see the war paint about their faces. These are wild elves, unbeholden to man or elf, they do as they please, recklessly gavanting about the forest with no purpose.""Strong words for a half-man," the lead elf replied, "your other half isn't even worth mentioning."Bostow growled at the insinuation and made a violent posture towards the lead elf, "You return my axe and I'll show you exactly what my 'other half' can do.""Whoa now!" Omar cautioned, "there is no need for this. It is only money after all, Bostow; money we can earn back. Let these petty brigands go with what they want that we may be safely on our way.""You should listen to your human friend," the lead elf smirked, "rather than your bestial nature."The half-orc snarled again, but Omar held his companion back. "Please gentlemen, no more of these senseless threats and posturing. Here," he said, gathering the purses of his allies and moving towards the lead elf, "this is all we have. Take it and go."*****</blockquote>

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