One on guard and

There is one man on guard, he wears a ruff gambison that looks like it has been poorly maintained. There is a small fire in the centre of the camp and 3 tents presumably with sleeping outlaws inside. Tied to a post is 5 women 3 have their clothing torn revealing their breasts and pussies, they look defeated they were probably the ones who were ****.

"Sneek in and deal with the guard and fire, I will make sure your footsteps make no sound I will deal with those who sleep from a far." Whisper tells you.

You nod and creep around behind the guard. Branches move out your way, twigs and leaves are overgrown with soft moss wherever you put your feet. You get right behind the man on watch and bonk him on the head with your hammer. He is knocked out cold. You hear a gasp from the ladies, you turn, put your finger to your mouth to get them to stay quiet. You turn and though a bucket of water on the fire. In the dark vines creep into the tent and wrap up the other men. dragging them out of the tents. You see them squirming against their bonds mouths gagged.