The look around brought nothiing to her view first, but after a while her eyes came across the sight of four men near the roadside. Watching the road, it seemed, from the bushes near the trail. Nonetheless, as she came close, there was a sudden shout behind her.<br/><br/>"Ho there traveller, young woman, tell me what you are doing on the road? Why not give from what you carry, make your journey lighter, and travel safely to where you are going." The man speaking was a tall, plump man with a grin on his face, a large chainshirt almost like a tent on his large body. In his right hand a scimitar, his left hand at his side.<br/><br/>"Why don't you surrender now lass? Surely you know there's no passing by here. We'll let you pass unharmed if you part with your possessions, and that's a fair trade eh? Many men would pass on the possessions to get a piece of you I bet." He smirked confidently, as two of the four hidden men stepped out behind her, both holding scimitars as they moved on the road.<br/><br/>All of them seemed used to the weapons and how to handle them. Not exactly standard use weaponry either.