Weapon drawn, Darak calls out to the group, he can see Tadriel steadily make his way down the hill to the calling voice of a woman, leaving Detective Krimple by his lonesome up top. Leucis slows the cart down to a stop before fully crossing over the crest of the hill in an attempt to stay undetected.

"No no no. No need for weapons. You... You can put that away."

     The woman says to Tadriel as he approaches, giving her a slight worried look as his weapon is drawn when approached by him.

"Now come, follow me! We need to help Father! He isn't doing very well!"

     Detective Krimple, Darak, Leucis and Lord Edmur are still unnoticed. On the hill, Krimple is able to see as the woman then proceeds to lead Flaysteir and Tadriel into the treeline, following the trail of blood. Bushes rustle, grass crinkles and twigs snap under each footstep. A few stray branches snag on their clothes and armor as they make their way inside, it's rather annoying brushing them out of your faces along this walk.

"Just a bit further... He's right over here..."

     The woman calls out. It appears as though she has made this trek multiple times, as she knows exactly where to step and is able to make more distance in this difficult terrain than you both. You've made it about 30ft into the treeline while she is about 60ft ahead of you at this point.

Tadriel keeps his weapon drawn, but reaches into the fold of his robe to draw a few small darts, "You may want to slow down. One would think you were leading us to an ambush..."

(Perception to see anything? 21)

     The woman stops dead in her tracks, and after a brief moment turns slowly towards Tadriel and Flaysteir. The rustling of the canopies above carry a light breeze through the trees.

"Now wh- What would give you that impression? I'm just.. in a hurry!"

Tadriel will stop and turn to Flaysteir. A low hiss can be heard saying, "Run back," before the elf dissapears in a whisp of smoke.

In the treetop canopy, Tadriel appears next to a man with a weapon bared and two others opposite the elf. Without pause, the monk's blade flashes to attack.

     Tadriel billows forth from a cloud of smoke, appearing directly behind one of the treetop bandits, leaving Flaysteir in wisps of silvery vapor. His blade flashes in the light peeking through the treetops and a red mist sprays from the bandit, falling to the ground below. He writhes in pain, calling out to the rest,

"Aye! The jig is up boys! Get these two before it's too late."

     He then clutches his chest in great pain.

Flaysteir hears the sound of metal hitting metal, he looks around and draws his scimitars.

"Detective! Fight! Fast!", Flaysteir shouts these words out, as he starts to play with scimitars, preparing for the battle.

(Sorry if I'm absent the next couple of days. I'm out in the middle of nowhere with little to no signal.)

Darak isn't sure but it seems as though something might have happened, he looks for a sign that they need his help. 

     Darak hears shouting in the distance most likely from one of his newest companions, more birds caw as they fly from the branches of the trees in the distance.

"...Fight! Fast!"

     Leucis turns to Darak and nods accordingly while trying to keep Edmur from running in to watch.

"Your friends sound like they need you."

     Leucis says, while holding an arm out in front of Lord Edmur. Meanwhile, in the treeline, one of the treetop bandit's was mortally wounded and shouted out to commence the fight just as Tadriel sprung into motion, flaying one of the bandits. From the branches above jump three bandits, making a loud thud along with the crunching noise of dead leaves and twigs. There is a female Wood Elf holding a longbow with two short swords strapped to her side, a male Bugbear with some sort of two-handed maul, and a male Human who stows away a light crossbow he had to draw a scimitar, pointing it towards Flaysteir. He is grasping at his sides from Tadriel's attack, the Wood Elf seems to be whispering to the Bugbear as he grips his weapon tighter seemingly going in to a fit of rage. But just then, a shiny blue line of icy magic comes shooting out from the distance striking the Elf, sending icy wisps into the gentle breeze. Detective Krimple lands a Ray of Frost. The woman from before has vanished into the distance as her part of this charade is complete.

     The battlefield is a mostly shaded heavily wooded area with bits of sunlight peeking in through the canopies above, the three bandits are standing at the base of a large tree about 15ft from each other. The Human man is to one side, Bugbear in the center, and Elven woman at the other end. Tadriel is perched on the tree above with Flaysteir about 20ft to the North, and Krimple 20ft to the South.

     Initiative at the moment:

• Wood Elf
• Human
• Darak
• Krimple
• Bugbear
• Tadriel
• Flaysteir

     After whispering something to the Bugbear's ear, the Elf knocks an arrow in her bow and aims towards Tadriel in the trees. As she closes one of her eyes to aim, it almost looks like a wink, to you. The bow lets out a twang as it propels the arrow through the trees straight towards you. Thankfully, between the frosted limbs from Krimple's attack and the foliage managing to slow it's speed down, the arrow does not strike as hard as it was intended.

     With a flourish of his scimitar, the Human darts toward Flaysteir and takes a swing, but due to his wound, flinches in pain as his muscles tense during the attack. He isn't able to connect blade against flesh just yet.

"Your excessive body hair won't save you from this, bugbear."

Detective Krimple unleashes another Ray of Frost at the towering bugbear standing at the center.

     A crackling stream of ice shoots towards the Bugbear. A path of frosty shrubs and leaves leaves a beautiful scene of a winter wonderland, contrasting to the monstrosity of being it leads up to. As you watch your beam of ice shoot towards the Bugbear, he immediately turns his attention to you. Charging his way through the frosted and frail foliage, he swings his giant maul in your direction.

"I'll destroy you, Gnome!"

     The near-perfect attack connects directly, though you feel as though he was holding back. The frost must have weakened the strength behind his swing!

Darak charges towards the rest of the group, calling to Leucis and Edmur as he goes "Stay here, but call if any slip past and I will return to you."

Tadriel will leap from the tree, following the same path as the bandit, and strike with blade and fist.

     Tadriel leaps from the tree, and in a puff of dead leaves, dashes right behind the Human bandit as he runs towards Flaysteir, weapon drawn. Trees whoosh by as he makes his way just as the man takes a swing and misses.

Tadriel catches the bandit's wrist as his blade rises clumsily. The elf's blade moves fluidly as it passes actoss the man's chest and slices through clothing. Following the blade, Tadriel pivots under the man's arm, wrist still held firm. The shoulder twists and buckles and the bandit falls to his face. The elf delivers a swift jab to the head, incapacitating the brigand and letting him bleed out in relative peace.

 Playing with his scimitars, Flaysteir rushes towards el en archer making two cuts with his swords.

"Are you sure you want to still fight us? If you drop your weapons and equipment we could let you free. There is no reason in senseless killing", he said in Elven.