[h1][b][center][color=silver]Évelyne Sylvestre[/color][/center][/b][/h1]

Évelyne turned to face the vaguely intimidating group of what could be universally defined as 'goblins'. The universal decision seemed to be to hide in the trees. Though Évelyne instinctively took a few steps back her eyes alight on the bundle the goblins seemed to be carrying. A person? Or perhaps some sort of treasure? Either way she wanted it. Five of them were rather unfavorable odds. However if she got the drop and killed one of them instantly it would be down to four. Plus the other five or so people here would doubtless help her once they realized she was fighting and the odds would certainly be in her favor. If it came down to it Évelyne was confident she could outrun the nasty little things. [color=silver]"I plan to fight."[/color] Évelyne said calmly; directed towards the group of people climbing up trees, so that they would be faster to help her when needed.

She looked around and found a nice tree for what she had in mind, easy limbs for climbing and a branch hanging over the creatures path. She clambered up rapidly and crouched upon the branch like some sort of predatory animal. Once they crossed her path she would plunge her sword into where she figured its heart would be and placing one hand over its mouth to try to prevent any cries, targeting the last on in the conga line. With any luck they wouldn't notice her at first and she would get to pick another one off. Évelyne wrinkled her nose at the putrid musk emitting from them, creatures this smelly certainly couldn't be worth letting live.