Chaotic Battles
On top of the mountain the bandits had been keeping their eyes on the unsuspecting caravan, they had been tracking this caravan from afar, waiting for the perfect moment to strike.
Standing in front of the bandits, a burly man with some scars on his neck, his eyes scanning the caravan's defenders with a cruel grin.
As the caravans moved through the cliff, with a silent signal the bandit's leader raised his hand.
His men immediately pushed a large boulder, the boulder rolled quickly down, blocking the road in front of the caravan.
From the other side of the cliffs, another large boulder fell and sealed the route back of the caravans.
Seeing the caravan below come to a halt. "Attack!" the bandit leader shouted.
Without hesitation, the bandits began their descent down the rocky face of the cliff, their feet sure and steady on the treacherous terrain.