You dash past the laughing pirates. Hoping that they will stay laughing long enough for you to get away. You run down the path and hear the haughty sounds of laughing safely receding into the distance. You are quite out of breath and you find a nice tree stump to sit on whilst you catch your breath.
You are just about to get up and move on when you notice someone just inside the shadows of the undergrowth.
The mysterious stranger says ‘Pssst, have you seen Ranalf?’
Do you