Board Thread:Forum Roleplays/@comment-25344655-20150313214852/@comment-26084998-20150318222956

The leader of the Orc raiding party was scanning the forest as he and his warriors passed through it. Something felt off, but he couldn't see or hear anyone, and there were no scents on the wind other than that large owl that had passed over earlier. They were coming up to a pass, and it appeared clear. But shortly after they passed through, one of his best Orcs suddenly let out a terrible scream, as a green feather fletched arrow suddenly sprouted in his chest. The leader wheeled his Warg around, but two more of his warriors were knocked off their mounts by green arrows also. Three more Orcs of the fifteen warrior party were killed before the raid leader could get them off the path. He and the survivors drew swords as they heard soft footsteps on the stones...