Signod's grip tightened on his bow as the bandit started to charge.  Yet,  only moments later he seemed to think better of that plan and was fleeing back towards the road.  Signod hadn't really though he had done a proper job of being imposing, yet it was apparently enough to break the resolve of this fellow.  Well, if he was running, hopefully that meant one less murder for the mad elf to commit.

He did feel somewhat silly by this point, waving his bow around with little intention to use it.  It was hardly the sort of weapon to wield if he wanted to knock someone senseless.  Until he was completely certain who was doing what, he wasn't about to start putting arrows in people's eyes.  Having successfully single-handedly saved the elven bandit from her assailant, he continued to stump off through the forest towards where all that damn shouting was coming from.  As he moved, he stowed his bow.  He'd probably have to knock at least one or two people over the skull with the blunt end of his handaxe before this night was through.


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Stow bow after successful intimidation and double move towards camp (50 more feet).
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[@The Harbinger of Ferocity]