Fortune's Fool Upon Morning scanned forward to the trail as it curved away. The nearest brigand seeing a man punch a wheel off it's running jumps from the wagon, running for the woods. Two more stand between you and the curve, though a long black pointy appendage appears above along the wall he had just leaped. The spider leg moves away, disappearing above. A massive blood red ape comes into view in a brilliant coppery display of light. From twenty feet into the woods the blood ape rushes forward up the line, blasting the life from the first brigand with a backhand that buries the man into a trunk, crumpled to cause no further issue at this time. The two brigands, with eyes only for the wealth in the wagons, take up sword and pair up to rush you with a wave for those further along to follow them.<br/><br/>*****************************************************************************************<br/><br/>Wild Heart notices nine brigands and the brute. the last brigand she sees is turning to head towards the rear, two between him and her turn and dash for the woods. A massive explosion of concussive force comes from ahead and around the bend. A woman kneels winded next to an ox. There is a giant jagged-legged demon spider creeping down the wall towards her. A great crashing sound comes from the woods to the rear as glimpses of something large and red thrash in the brush. Three men have abandoned their carts, gathering with chopping swords and plank shields looking to the left and right. One has driven his cart into the trees and tumbled from the cart to dash-crawl away. The giant has turned to roar at the card flinging cretin in the woods.<br/><br/>*****************************************************************************************<br/><br/>Canticle can see the first seven wagons, and a glimpse of the giant's shoulder, the offending weapon dissipates in a shower of essence from a wound.  The giant steps out of sight around the bend. The first carter, dives from the wagon as it sags toward the hillside sprawling he crawls backwards up the road in search of a hiding place. Four more carters scatter from view, two to the hillside, one backwards into the wagon, and one into the woods.