Several sets of alert eyes snapped to the tree line as a presence emerged from the underbrush. Out of sheer reflex, two bows were drawn with arrows nocked along with the metallic whispers of four blades sliding free of their sheathes. Though their moment of startled alarm quickly melted into one of smug triumph as they gazed upon the woman who entered the clearing. Having both qualities of unsurpassed beauty as well as apparent wealth, she was indeed a gift from the gods as means of celebrating the success of their recent heist as well as providing the possibility of a bonus in the form of a ransom. The other five looked to one of the bowmen who nodded with a wolfish grin and three of the men with swords returned their scabbards before making their way to the woman.<br/><br/>They moved in, encircling their quarry in a triangular formation to prevent her from fleeing.<em>“Look at ya, lass. You’ve bin tru quite a spot, havn’t ya?”</em>One of the men said rather cockily in his unintellectual common. Lust shown in the eyes of all three men as they openly allowed them to wander over the tattered garments upon her body, teasing them to finish the job that the reaching branches have started.<em>”Why don’t you come have a seat with us so we can get you out of those tattered rags.”</em>A second man of the trio suggested, making no mention of replacing her attire once it had been discarded.<em>”It would seem the lot of us are in need of companionship this evening.”</em>Said the third who was positioned at her blind spot, following up his suggestion by reaching out in an attempt to seize the vulnerable noble girl.