Hunt

The ten villagers followed Michael as he trekked his way east to the clearing with the wild game. Each villager was armed with basic Roman weaponry of which included a sword and a bow with forty arrows stored away in a quiver. As they neared the small clearing Michael called for them to slow to a stop so he can assess the best possible way to take down a few of the animals so that they can bring back to the village the spoils of their hunt.

'Hmm seems there is seven Whitetail male and nine female, we only need to take down three of each to supply the village with food for tonight and for the next two meals then we would need to come out and hunt some more. We are going to need to capture livestock soon then, best to send people out tomorrow after breakfast to search and hopefully round up a variety of animals.'

"Alright, I need Decimus and Gnaeus to climb those two trees over there quietly. Go about three yards up and wait for my command. You will both be taking down a male each, so aim true. Next, I need Manius and Titus over by that large boulder to direct the animals towards them. Aelia, you will take Augustus with you to take down one of the females near the northern section. Aquila and Claudia will do the same from the south. Finally, I need the two of you, Lucia and Julia, to take down a third female. I will be taking the largest male down from up in that tree opposite from Decimus and Gnaeus."

"Yes, sire,"

"Excellent, now then the signal will be me drawing my bow back for my shot after that happens wait three seconds and that will be when Decimus, Gnaeus, and I take the three males down and the rest of you begin immediately afterwards. Move quickly and quietly, everyone. We don't really have room for error in this"

"Sire, shouldn't we set up some traps first?" A question came from Aelia.

"I preferred it if we did, but we don't yet have the excess materials to do so, nor in such a quick amount of time."

"Sorry, Legatus legionis."

"It's alright, Aelia, now then let us have a successful hunt."

As everyone got into their designated positions, Michael was a little bit nervous since this was his first time being in a leadership role. 'I hope this works out like I planned or else how can they put faith in me again... no time like the present, I guess' He looks for the largest buck and takes aim, closes his eyes, breathes in, and then out slowly. Opens his eyes with them narrowed towards the animal. 'Now!'

THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!

Michael heard the two other shots go off at the same time as his arrow left his hand. All three marked male Whitetailed deer fell instantly. 'Awesome, now we just need the three females.' He watches as Manius and Titus direct the herd, and everyone else moves in to capitalize on the opportunity. 'This might just work, haha.'

As everyone else continues their job of killing the three female deer, Michael notices movement to the north of their little operation about 5 miles away. It seems to be light glinting off of many pieces of metal. 'Shit, who could that be?'

"Quickly round up the spoils and take up defensive positions. Augustus, go back and have everyone be prepared just in case we have to drop the food and run back."

"Yes, sire, on my way."

As Augustus runs back to the budding village, Michael turns back to the others, "Get ready, we don't know who or even what it is that is coming over here."

"Sir, yes, sir."

Coming through the wood laden foliage came thirty wolfish looking goblin entities. Standing two and a half feet tall with a slight hunch in their posture. Each equipped with a foot and a half long scimitar and small spiked buckler shield.

'Alright, they are definitely ugly looking things and ill equipped to win against us even with there only being eleven of us here to fight back.'

"Quickly take up positions and fire on my command."

The others quickly do as Michael said and get in optimal locations. Michael slowly walks forward with a shield and sword at the ready.