((This is an RP started between me and Savverz. The setting is a medieval land without magic or technological innovations of any kind. classes from various cultures, such as samurai and such, can all be used))

The snapping of twigs and the chirping of birds broke the silence of the forest.
"Where are we?" A young boy, no older than 12, said to his older brother.
"I..." His brother wasn't sure. "Are we lost, Ach?" The little boy grasped Ach's shirt, stopping him in his tracks. "We should go back!"
"No! We can't go back, they'll kill us too, now come on and don't be a wuss, Shean." The boy - Shean - scanned their surroundings with his earthy brown eyes. "I don't like this place..."
Eldea looked over the rock she was hiding behind, her eyes fixated on the two boys. Pulling her dark blue cloak tighter around herself, she continued looking on.
"Brother..." A wave of unease washed over the boy.
"What is it now?" Ach was clearly annoyed.
"Something feels weird. Do you think we're being watched...?" At that, Ach laughed. "We're in a forest! We're probably being watched by birds and rabbits and-" His words were cut short when an arrow whizzed by, just barely missing the older boy's head. The two boys quickly turned to learn the source of the arrow, and could see a scruffy bandit standing behind a bush.
"Oi! Here's ah couple!" He shouted with a nasally voice, pointing at the boys. More shouts arose, the other bandits being close behind.
Eldea's narrow eyebrows met in anger when the bandit shot the arrow. Turning back, she sent a whispered command to the armored wolf behind her. Drawing a silver falchion and yelling a battle-cry, her and the wolf simultaneously leaped over the rock with great agility. "I'll cover your back. Run as quickly as possible." She said to the stunned boys.
It took a moment, but finally Ach snapped out of his shocked state and grabbed his brother by the wrist, taking Shean along with him as he ran in the opposite direction of the bandits. They had to be careful; their path was littered with roots and rocks. The younger boy occasionally turned his head to make sure the bandits weren't close by.
The other bandits finally reached their archer companion, but stopped dead in their tracks as the sword-wielding woman made her dramatic entrance.
"Well, look what we 'ave 'ere."
"That lil' sharp stick won't protect you from our 'arras." The bandit, a taller and more muscled man said, leering at Eldea. Several of the other bandits already had their bows drawn.
"You'd bettah run, lass."
"Why, good sir, would I do that?" She asked, raising one eyebrow. "It's not as if you'll harm me. You could certainly try, but ultimately, you would fail." The tone of her voice was light and joking; she hid her anger well.