Keep Moving, Keep Trying to Stealth

Edmond clicked his tongue and lowered his bow. The best thing he could do now was to try to salvage the situation, and the best way to do that would be to move on and stay out of sight. Sticking to the cover of trees and bushes, careful to stay in the shade, Edmond followed the goblins' trail as best he could, his focus split between tracking and his efforts at stealth.

Casting glances all around him, he could spot no signs of goblin defenders, but this did nothing to assuage his anxiety. They would be looking for him, and ready to fight if they found him. He needed to be careful.

Eventually the trail split into two paths.

One path hugged the creak as it curved around a hill. There would be no shade to aid him on that path, which would no doubt make his efforts to move unseen more difficult if there were any goblins watching that route.

The other curved around the other way, passing between two hills, steep walls on either side. The pass was dark from shadow, and seemed like the perfect **** point for the goblins to set up some sort of defense or ambush.