Out of the pan and into the fire

Sometime later

My head why did they attack me… guess I’m not dead I think I can see… the floor? I’m hanging from…..

I looked towards my feet to see my feet were tide together and the rope was looped over a hook hanging from the supports in what must have been a large tent. That’s when I smelled something familiar I looked around and to my horror I was not the only beast kin wolf hanging here. I instantly felt a mix of rage fear sorrow and sickness wash over me I don’t know how but I knew this was my pack my family I have never before felt such anger about ignoring a gut feeling I should have never come here. But now I just need to.. I knew I needed to survive I won’t let my pack die to these green skinned pieces of garbage. I quietly started trying to untie me legs my heart pounded I was so scared that any second a goblin or orc would enter the tent and kill me. After what felt like forever I managed to get my mouth on the ropes around my shins and started chewing on them. I could hear some goblins and orcs talking as well as some sort on rhythmic singing or chanting the same thing over and over. I can only guess that they thought I was dead and that because I was part demon I lived threw their attack tho my head did hurt. I think the Adrenalin was keeping the pain at bay. I finally chewed threw the ropes and fell with a thud to the floor I held my breath expecting to hear them coming to kill me but all I heard was that strange sing song chanting over and over. I slowly stood up and crept over to the entrance to the tent and peeked out I could see a number of goblins ranging from level 5 to level 26 that being the one that struck me he was a shaman there were also 3 level 20+ shadow walkers and a level 22 orc war lord among them but most were simple goblins level 10 to 15. The more important thing was I was on the edge of camp and if I just cut threw the other side of the tent I could sneak away so I went to the far side of the tent and started quietly scratching at it slowly cutting my way out of the tent. When I finally cut enough of it I ripped it open I was met with a shocked goblin guards face looking at me I didn’t miss a beat I lunged at him knocking him to the ground but it was to late he screamed and all eyes were on me in a second. So like any creature that values there life when surrounded by enemies I ran even tho I really wanted to kill the goblin. as I ran I could here the shaman shouting and the goblins chasing me I ran and ran and still couldn’t get away. I didn’t even notice until it was far to late I ran into a clearing there to my horror I found 6 adventurer 5 female and one male the female were all ready for a fight there was an elf aiming her bow at me a large human hefting a 2 handed ax another human with a pearl colored staff with fire and lightning balls spinning around her and a short looking female creature with gold and silver robes with her hands together as if in preyer and the last was a short female with a black hooded cloak and the there was the man who was trying to pot his armor on… badly I might add. As I noticed them I forgot about the goblins chasing me and froze… it was a mistake as the moment I did a goblin stabbed me in the back and another it hurt and burned like fire making my body feel weak then the large human charged ax razed. All I could think was