A usual day of scavenging should be peaceful. But this was far from it. Deer ran past you as if startled

And before you knew it you were rammed into. Right into the back. And there was a bustle of shouting

“Did you not hear me? Get out of the way? No?”

A man shouts. And adventurer at that

He paces a bit as he runs a hand through his hair. Not even offering to help you up.

“Gods. Are all forest people imbeciles?”