In the forest, a band of warriors from the hill tribe were circling the Missionaries. Nowhere near as quiet footed as the medicine women, the Hill men were notoriously unsubtle in there movements. Perhaps if Miguel had been an accomplished hunter as he was in his youth, before he abandoned the ways of his ancestors, might have heard them coming.<br/><br/>There were 12 of them. The Medicine woman had told the Chief of strangers visiting and he had gathered his warriors to greet them. There ominous presence circling around the party like a hand around a neck, choking it off with it's powerful grip.