A direct !

Your grip on your sword tightens. These orcs must be brought to justice. And you are too noble and your holy fury is too righteous to resort to underhanded tactics such as an ambush. You will confront them directly, and you will deal out holy justice to these horrible beasts, and make them pay for their transgressions. Nodding, to yourself, you rise up from behind the bush and draw your sword. Muttering a holy enchantment, a spell called Shield of Faith, your body glows in a pale yellow light. This was the first time you'd had a chance to take your holy powers out for a spin. The goblins had taken you by surprise after all. This would be a much better way of testing your skills. This spell should offer a temporary shield against hostile forces.

You slowly walk towards the camp, eyes focused on those four orcs seated in the grassland. They will be your first targets. Hopefully they will fall swiftly and with minimal sound, so you'd be able to move on to the next group, and work your way through them. That all hinges on your ability to kill them quickly. But you are as confident as can be. You'd be able to take down the entire camp by yourself!

Drawing your sword, your steps are heavy on the grass. You stomp towards the group of four orcs, both hands wrapped tightly around the hilt of your blade. You make no attempt at stealth. No, **** of arms are going to win the day.

The four orcs sitting on the grass spot you soon enough, and their savage faces show surprise before grabbing their weapons and standing. Surprise changes to something you weren't expecting. In your confident mindset, you expected fear to pass over their faces. But instead, you see... Joy and... Excitement. Laughs ring out from the orcs. They revel in a fight, and clearly they expect a good one from you... And a nice reward after. Frustrated at their lack of fear, you take a deep breath and let out a warcry, charging at them. With their own bestial roar, they charge to meet you...!