At the horse's whinny, Pieter stopped, a chill running down his spine.
No... He'd be halfway back to the village by now. Unless he got lost or delayed.
He advanced cautiously, a hand resting on the pommel of his shortsword. His ears strained to pick up any sound of a human voice or a pistol firing. His eyes watched the ground, looking for tracks.
Originally Posted by LCP
Is there a path like in the picture, or did you choose that pic only for the trees?