Talk:Unicorn/@comment-25095137-20140817004623/@comment-26219553-20150417222735

In an unusual moment of quick thinking, I reach into my bag of hunting supplies (I was kinda-sorta on a poaching trip) and grab my crossbow and huntsman's horn. Blowing loudly on the horn, I then rush into the clearing and take aim at the nearest bandit, yelling "THIS HERE'S OUR KILL NOW! GUT 'EM, BOYOS!"

Not stopping to wait for my (imaginary, but they don't know that) allies to emerge from the bushes, they drop their weapons and bolt. Letting them go, I quickly place my things back in my bag before jogging over to the terrified unicorn. Stopping just outside kicking distance, I raise my hands in a gesture of peace and explain that I was just bluffing those guys to scare them off and not actually trying to kill her.

After that, I apologise for scaring her and offer to treat any wounds she received- good hunters always pack medical supplies in case of unusually vicious prey, although treating her horse half will burn through a lot more medicine and bandages than I'd like. After patching her up, I introduce myself properly and tell her it's up to her what happens next. She's just had a traumatic experience, so I don't force anything on her.