In the heart of your secluded forest dwelling, you decided to make the trek to the nearby village of Dazia to trade some of your meticulously chopped firewood for much-needed supplies. To your dismay, a disconcerting sight greeted you upon arrival—a thick column of smoke billowing into the sky from the village. Leaving your cart behind, you approached cautiously, senses heightened.

Hiding behind a bush, you surveyed the devastation: houses engulfed in flames, an eerie silence punctuated only by the crackling of the inferno. Amidst the chaos, a goblin atop a menacing wolf prowled the streets, a sizable sack slung over its shoulder. Bloodstains marked the cobblestone paths, but the villagers' bodies were conspicuously absent.

"What is it, Krag?" the goblin queried its wolf companion, an unsettling curiosity in its voice. "A human, nearby?"

A chill ran down your spine as the wolf, seemingly catching wind of your presence, fixed its gaze in your direction.

Clutching your prized hatchet, you found yourself at a crossroads, pondering the best course of action in the face of this unexpected threat.

> Attack the goblin with your hatchet (roll 1d20, DC 10)
> Attack the wolf with your hatchet (roll 1d20, DC 11)
> Run away for your life
> Write in