Pauline
*The man would slowly walk out with his hands up, slowly approaching the group. His shirt and pants were dirty and tattered, his beard long and gray.*

"Y-Yes, of course."

*He seemed to keep himself away from Azazel, moving closer towards the mounted elf.*

"The bandits plan to destroy us! Our lives are in peril! Please, protect us!"

*He took a moment to catch his breath and clear his throat.*

"They attack at dark! From the west! We know not where they are, only when they strike!"
```Take time to set up for preparations! You have the equivalent of 70 turns.```
Eugene
*Azazel heard what the man said and decided to swiftly walk towards the man, as he approached the man he retracted his claws as he noticed they tend to frighten villagers.* "Please tell me do you know what type of weaponry and armor these bandits have, and how many of them will be coming if you know?." *Azazel tried to speak in a calm and none threatening voice as he did not want to frighten the man, he only wanted to know at to expect to prepare for.*
Pauline
*The man would take a step back and gulp nervously.*

"I know not of their weaponry. I only know that there are many."
Leatha
*Alloces frowned, looking to the man.* 
"How many people are in this village, and is there some large sturdy building you could all shelter in while we fight the bandits?"
*He said, also scanning around for any potential places that he could get up high on to essentially shoot down at the incoming bandits.*
Pauline
*The man would nod.*

"We are all hiding. There are 38 of us."
Leatha
"Alright. Is there a watchtower, windmill, some high-up place I could position myself for shooting? And, when do they tend to attack? At night, dawn, noon, etc?"
Pauline
*The man would point towards an outcrop on one of the buildings.*

"That's the best we have. I hope it will do."
Leatha
*Alloces nodded towards the man, frowning at Ventus, before leaving him where he was as he got into the outcrop, taking his composite longbow and arrows with him. He pulled forth a paper talisman labeled Soldier, dropping it down onto the ground besides him. It burst in a brief splash of grey light, before revealing an impassive macen soldier, holding a crossbow and quiver of crossbow bolts in place of their polearm.*
"Alright, I'll hole up here, and shoot as much as I can before engaging in melee with my summon. What are you two good in?"
*He asked, addressing the other members.*