>>6047091The moment you lay eyes upon this man, your stomach sinks. You can’t imagine taking on such a large and energetic foe. He resembles the “bears” you have heard your brothers speak of. Only, his eyes reek of intelligence. Something surpassing your brothers.
You start to lap up the scene before you with your eyes. You need to survive this, and perhaps being extra observant will help facilitate that.
Behind the stump the man sits on, you spot the outline of a tool. It resembles a small, horizontally-turned bow mounted upon a wooden handle. A miniaturized arrow is lodged in the back of the handle, cradled by the bow’s string.
You surmise it’s a ranged weapon. Not good.
A large, four-wheeled wagon sits to the rear of the camp, nearest the river. And just a few feet from the fire to the side of the man is a tent. Perhaps someone is asleep inside.
The man on watch duty is far enough away from the tree line that you can’t imagine a goblin-made bow could land the shot confidently. You have not managed to spot any of the other members of the caravan, despite knowing of two other combatants.
And yet, the raiding party begins its advance. At the front now is Thob. He sneaks forward slowly, readying his bow all the while. You have an eerie feeling that this is being rushed. Though, maybe the simple thinking of goblins is broadly beneficial.
Maybe this boldness to execute their plan will lead the raid group to victory.
You decide to...
>Go with the flow. Ready your weapon and rush the camp with your brothers the moment Thob’s arrow is let loose. >Think quickly and create a more complex plan of action for yourself. [Write in]>Run. Now is a good chance to split from both the tribe and this situation.>[Write in] 