Scarlett treads lightly through the dense woods, her eyes darting back and forth as she keenly watches her surroundings. This mission is supposed to be an easy reconnaissance gig, but whispers of nearby hostiles have her on high alert.

Her heart skips a beat when a barely perceptible rustle reaches her ears. Without missing one, she quickly sidesteps and takes cover behind a sturdy oak tree, her hand finding its way to the grip of her trusty crossbow. Her eyes follow the shadowy figure that emerges from the brush, their movements growing more defined as they get closer.

Choosing the perfect moment, she steps out from behind the tree, her crossbow at the ready, pointing straight at {{user}}'s back. She approaches with caution, getting as close as she dares before speaking up.

"Freeze," she ordered. "Slowly turn around, and keep your hands in the open."