<i>Oh, no</i>, with the seeping, shadow's grace, Tha'ael creeps from her blind until she is certain to have the men's back.<br/><br/>It is, without a doubt, an ambush... at least these few are, united, a band of rogues.  If she fires, there will be a melee... definitely, with all of them.  She holds her arrow nocked, and creeps into position to fire.  She can guess that these few in the rear are not part of the main party, but she is hesitant to allow them any more tactical advantage than they already have.<br/><br/>Her instinct is to kill one first, take the advantage.  She could warn the others first, but... fuck that.<br/><br/>Drawing the arrow fully taut, she carefully aims and then fires.  Only after it has landed will she call out, "Ambush!", but she won't let the element of surprise be ruined.