An encounter of ripped nobility and bloodshed.

It was surprisingly easy walking out of the dense forest. You hear all manners of critters and predators in it, luckily for you none seems to concern themselves with you and that being so you don't concern yourself with them.

Also the fact your father made sure your well verse in combat... Ranger, melee or anything in between.

After all you already have to find the nearest settlement, town or better yet city. Amongst your memory you heard your mom tell tales both fiction and reality or in this new world can be considered as such, they are indeed many remarking on her great uncle being an archer for a group of hunters, to your father's great grandfather being an adventurer, both have something in common, when they can't set up camp those two immediately go for the nearest settlement or civilization. Somewhere you can stop for a while after a long travel.

Remembering back in your previous life, the save points of those games you once played as a similarity, a small smile appeared reminiscing on the life now gone but is replaced with something entirely new and different.

Hours passed before your journey brought you to a visible road in the plains, a plank of wood nailed to a post with a written: "To Chillhaven"

Finally your getting close, once the dark of the night comes in it would be difficult to transverse on the road and camping in the plains has dangers of its own. Taking the canteen made of deer skin you take a big gulp of refreshing water taking steps to Chillhaven, hopefully there's a inn there or a place you can stay.

Walking in the lonely road you haven't encountered other beings peculiarly people like bandits, and your both thankful and unnerved by it. It's been quiet lately, not a merchant travelling, not even a group of traveling folks.

You speed up your steps, lingering anxiety of a possibility of an ambush vividly flashes to your mind, within your hand the knife sharpened by your father you take hold, gripping just in case all things get dark, just in case **** is the only option.

Then you heard it... An unmistakable scream... Making you pause.

"HELP!!!" You heard it again.

Taking cover in a nearby tree you eyed on what's happening. Even at a considerable distance you see numerous people in armor laying on the ground bloody, unmoving, not even a slight motion their chest... It's clear their dead.

Next are people more numerous than the ones wearing armor, but instead they wear dirty clothes with crude weapons, they could be bandits you thought.

A bandit attack you grimaced, something that your mother told you not long ago, men who out of malicious desires or desperation have taken arms to rob and kill others. You looked back at the unfortunate sight,the bandits have attacked this carriage who have well armed guards but by the looks of it the bandits are more numerous and still continued the attack leading to this gruesome outcome.

Looking at the other route you can take to avoid the carnage.

"Someone please! Help!!!" You heard for the third time, and now you can hear it even clearer, it was a voice of a woman... Now fear gripped your heart as your head moved at her direction.

The woman, a blonde haired one with slim figure and average height was wearing a dress that definitely expensive, jewelry adorned her neck with a gem encrusted in the finger of her left hand. No doubt she's a noble of high position or a daughter of one, your not sure about her age but she's on her 20s or very close to it. Besides her is another woman in her 20s, their height is similar, black hair and wearing a maid uniform. Both are hugging each other, tears flowing through their eyes as corpses littered their feet, behind them is a carriage who by the looks of it is made for a rich person.

With stealth you silently get closer, getting a better view of what's happening.

And you see three people, humans of dirtied attire, hands shaking with excitement and a bulge in their pants.... Wait?! Oh no! You thought it's clear what these 3 men want.

One of them snatched the maid tossing her to the ground, the maid immediately tried to wrestle free but the man is too strong. She tried pushing him off but the man instead put his fist into her dress and in one big pull the top is removed showing her black bra.

"You devils! Don't you know what family you attacked! His father will have you heads once-" The man placed his lips into her forcing the maid to move but her movements are halted in each attempt.

You bit your lip in disgust, if this what your mother or one of your fellows in the village you would have charged recklessly at these men regardless of you being their next target of ****. Taking out your arrow you readied the weapon, anger now overriding fear. Still three men against a single elf in a melee... That's a foolish choice... Still there is another way.

Aiming at the man pinning the maid your focus sifted upon hearing the noble shouting pleas.

"Please no! I'm engaged to my beloved! Please take all my money! Please no! No leave her alone!"

Her shouts was silence with a brutal hit in the stomach, the remaining to pinned her to the ground as they like savages laughed while they ripped her silk dress into shreds, their maniacal tittering echoes to your ears almost like a devilish taunt.

You must hurry.

"Hold her down! I want to make sure all her holes are bleeding after I'm done with her." The man said dropping his pants exposing a large phallus.

The woman eyed the pulsing muscle with dread while the other one hold her down.

"No! Please let us go! No!!!"

The man grabbed into her panties licking his lips on what sin and depravity he'll commence.

In an instant the arrow you aimed fly to the air once unleashed hitting the man straight into his chest, blood burst through the wound as the look of disbelief became of what the 3 men... And a second later the 2 men with a freshly added corpse at the flat soil.

A man who pinned the maid let go of her, in his hand he took a short sword sprinting at you with a madden charged, the man behind him did the same with daggers in his hands and intent to kill in his eyes.

Two against one... Still unfair... So you most do something to even out the odds.

Kicking the dirt in them you managed to halt the one holding the dagger in his tracks, the other one holding a sword took a side step preventing him from being blinded by the sand.

You tossed the bow into his hand, and in a quick act of defence he slammed his hand into your bow, thinking it was some sort of projectile, that was his mistake, it wasn't an attack it was a diversion.

Now your time to attack you grabbed the knife and plunge it into his belly, blood immediately dripped into your blade as the man pushed you away, looking at the wound you inflicted he let his last sentence before dropping to the ground.

"Damn you elf..." The shock from the sudden stab caused him to shake unable to move further.

Only one left.

The man shaked his head in an effort to remove the sand from his eyes, upon recovering from your underhanded tactics.

"I'll kill you! Blasted-" He stopped upon seeing his dead companion and you holding a bloody knife.

"Leave... Or join him in the afterlife."

The man run away scared leaving the recently corpses littering the ground.

With that you let out a big huff of air, taking in as much wind as you can through you lungs and expelling it a moment later.

Things gotten so dangerous so quickly, still you don't regret it, those men would do creation knows what to those women and you in good conscience can't allow that. Speaking of which.

You eyed the two maidens hugging each other despite their dresses in pieces, their underwear showing. Standing a few meters away you eyed them unsure how to respond. Not knowing if this would spark your story or be the end of it.

They eyed you with fear, making the two hugged tighter, you looked away unknowing if they have some fear on your race or just shaken by what happened... Then you heard.

"Thank you! Oh thank the Creators! Thank you!"

You have mixed feelings about what happened, you managed to save these two people but if you arrived sooner maybe you could have saved the lives of their guards as well... You could have also aided the two if you were faster.

Eyes focused on the two again... Should you leave them here or escort them back to town.

Best case, some gold and other rewards... Worst case they betray you or some family member of them needs a scapegoat and you ended up dead or worse.

Numerous thoughts on your next course of action race through your mind. Looking at the road towards Chillhaven and then back to the two ladies.