noticing the movement I resist an urge to belch and watch closely the figure on the rooftop .. easing the pack from my back and taking my xbow in hand as I remove a bolt and scratch it slowly across my cheek .. drawing a thin trail of blood before slipping the bolt in place ... not yet drawing the crossbow back ... all the while confident that I have a better view of him as I remain in the shadows ...
before you stands a young orc or is it a half-orc .. nah anything that ugly has to be all orc ... doesn't it?