Sheo's ears twitched and her arm was already strapped into her shield. And not a moment too soon, as from the forest was an archer and his pet hound. He at least took the time to shout at them before opening fire, but than again most bandits would demand a toll when they think they're in a position of power as well. Atisha herself merely cursed their luck as she continued to heal Ardur's injury with her magic, but also used his considerable bulk as cover between her and the archer. The man was too far away for her to flick one of her daggers at him, though she could potentially hit him with a spell and leave him an open target for the others if he proved to be hostile. Sheo however merely kept her shield at the ready, leaving her other hand free .<br/><br/><span style="color: lightgreen">"It's as the boy says. We'd be travelers heading to Falone to visit family and for business. And why would that concern you, that you would threaten us when we've done no wrong? You a highwayman or a vile guardsman looking to take advantage of the law-abiding? If you mean no harm, than come, let's share a drink! The name's Sheo by the way. Would you be so kind as to tell us yours?"</span><br/><br/>Sheo even had the audacity to walk to the front of the caravan to present herself. At the very least, she was providing a distraction. As Atisha continued to hide behind Ardur, she changed one of the spells in her hand from a healing nature to a more offensive tangle vine, which didn't have any visual indicators. Even from this distance she can root archer and his wolf to the ground, allowing the group to either retaliate or escape. However, Atisha also kept her senses sharp for others. She doubts that this man would operate alone, and either would have others flanking them, or more wolves to converge on them at his orders. Either way, she prepped her spells for battle.