More then forty miles away from humanoid civilizations, Arthose was in an incredibly high tree. The forest surrounding the area was rather dense. Countless riches ranging from simple herbs and plant edibles, ruin civilizations/kingdoms to explore, and other valuable natural resources filled this wilderness. On the contrary of the riches were the dangers. Being a humanoid he never really knew when he could discover a goblinoid camp. Also there were the natural dangers of the wild. The dangers of the forest included hazardous plant-life, *1 Occasional dire beasts, *2 Or dangerous terrain. *3
High above the forest floor Arthose sat silently. Absorbing the sounds of the wild in a somewhat trance state. He waited to hear the echo of goblinoid tribes to know where to not go. Also somewhat waiting for a passerby that has the ever so slight chance of knowing the area around him. However like always he seriously doubted anyone would be in these parts of the forest. At least not friendly faces.
Arthose held his bow in his left hand as it rested in his lap. He was completely still as he rested in this impressively high tree. Mind completely blank as he awaited the first signal for his next move.
*1(Poisonous or sedative plants, overgrown fungi etc.)
*2(Enlarged, excruciatingly dangerous forms of normal animals. Like wolfs, bats, birds, big-cats, bears, boars, arachnids? etc.)
*3 (Quick-sand pits, Cliffs/Waterfalls, Swamps/Mud, Etc.)