The screams draws a crowd, both those curious and those brave enough to help, and some who are not sure what they can, or should, do. The half-elf in tavern pushes her way out amid several others, only to stop when she catches sight the source of the panic, the wretched swamp beast. “Hey, that’s going on,” she feels a shove in the middle of her back, as by halting in her tracks she blocked the door and those behind her. Of the journeymen passing through Moha, she is the closest to the village’s attacker, but she feels as helpless as the peasants, all she can do it watch in awe at the form of the monster before her eyes, awesome and horrid.<br/><br/>Approaching swiftly, Anjie is next to see the creature, from the side. She takes in its size, the rhythmic swelling and deflating of the belly, and estimating she’d need seven arrows to drop the brute, ten shots give or take. The beast is slow, she could take it down alone, but there are others, peasants who would get hurt. To save them she would need aid in this hunt. She has seen others in Moha, foreigners who must know their way around a weapon. She cannot see anything in the village beyond the beast, the huts and building cut off her view, but she hopes they too are marshalling.<br/><br/>Eldran'tyr rises from the shrine of Seir where he had knelt, and hurries towards the Goblin’s Grapes, just over 100ft away. The holy knight stops for a movement, already he can see the beast, and more importantly the villager slumped against a hut. He is twitching, so still alive, but for how long? This could simply be a dying man’s pathetic dance. He needs to get closer if he is to help, from this distance those shifting, bulging yellow orbs do not pay him a second glance.<br/><br/>The swamp beast if spoilt for choice. Warm flesh and blood lured it here, and it has that now, but only one, and it can see much more, directly in front of it. One of its clawed feet, the smaller ones at the front, crushes the wounded man’s foot, who moans deeply, but doesn’t fully seem to grasp the damage his body just suffered. Satisfied that its first catch won’t be going anywhere, the swamp beasts turns its attention to those gathered in front of it.<br/><br/>OOC - Combat map: https://docs.google.com/drawings/d/19DKzrrgrejYahRGC_yjde5DXvv70EqLuSmo629GBxAU/edit<br/>The difference in earth is mostly cosmetic, bare, wet earth vs. tough swamp grass, neither is difficult terrain. The brown line in the top left corner is the fence, crossing that counts as difficult terrain, unless you succeed on a DC: 10 acrobatics or athletics check (or use the hole made by the swamp beast). Buildings are all 15ft tall, DC: 15 to climb, but no guarantee the roof will support your weight.<br/><br/>The swamp beast will be acting on initiative 6, if you beat that, you are free to act. Lythia is on the map, Anjie is 15ft off the map, she can get to J6 with 15ft of movement to spare, whilst Eldran'tyr is 25ft off the map, he can get to D12 with 5ft to spare.