A corpse on the road. Sure it's unused route, but it's too much to think that there will be corpses lying around untouched. All of the member of the party speak what they had in mind, but Arl remain silent. However, that did not stop him from commanding the horses to march forth. They've gone this far and they won't stop so easily. There are food waiting for him, that's all he could think of.

"....What is that?"

Arl couldn't help but to ask. A thin string, plainly in sight, tied on trees on both side of the road. And right before it are poorly hidden hole. There road they're on have no grass on them, but somehow the hole cover itself using grass and leafs. Arl stopped the carriage, commanding the horse to stop. He looked at surrounding it sees some bushes making noises.

[i]"Did they notice?" "No way" "So, when will this start?" "Psst, quite, they're gonna notice!"[/i] Group of youth voices, probably around 7-12 years old. They're the bandits? No, that can't be it. Arl recall back the corpse they encounter a bit ago. Is that even a corpse to begin with? 

"So... what are we going to do with this?" Arl completely clueless. Arl then glanced at other member, asking for respond.