Your use of detect magic reveals that the weapon is indeed enchanted to be more powerful, though it was a minor enchantment in and of itself.  Your quick search of his pockets, sleeves, and what have you reveals very little, though there is a bag with approximately ten gold pieces in it, tied to the belt at his waist.  Newfound gold in hand and knowledge that the weapon was a fairly pricey one in and of itself, you begin to follow the trail into the depths of the forest.  The trail is marked with struggle that is easily noticed, with spots of blood, several physical indentions in thickets and bushes of roughly humanoid shape, and even a few pieces of loose ringmail that looked to have been ripped off from a ringmail shirt.<br/><br/>As you go deeper, the sounds of a struggle and screaming in the distance become more apparent, and it's clear that one of these, the most vocal one in fact, is a woman.  Her words sound challenging, and many of them are quite foul, but it seems the woman is not yet 'defeated,' and is certainly putting up quite a struggle.  The other voices are all male, or at least very deep, and it's not long before you can spot them in a clearing some distance away.<br/><br/>The scene before you is that of a camp, a small one littered with trash and various bits of armor and weaponry, and a table where there lay a mess of clothing and fine looking chain armor.  In the center of camp was the woman, who currently had her wrists tied behind her back, with a rope tied to a tree above and her body currently bent over with her arms raised up in a clearly not comfortable position.  She's naked, save for knee-high boots and gloves, and she is clearly of a very physical sort of build that was also quite well endowed in a feminine respect.  Around her were a number of men, four that you could see, and they appear to be having an argument amongst one another, though you're not entirely sure of what at this range.<br/><br/>As it stands, you're a good distance from the center of the camp where the woman and the men are, and by the looks of it nobody has seen you yet...