Ravatranna's axe hung loosely from her belt as she was tying a simple net to a tree. Grinning at the trap she nodded, yes that was sure to catch some insignificant little beast tomorrow. Perhaps even tonight, unhooking the axe she moved back towards the town. Back towards the village, but her feet suddenly stopped as she heard the brash orcish voices and the chittering of goblins. She grinned and looked at her axe, moving closer to what could only be a well founded raiding party.