Find the village and conquer it single handidly, and make all the eleven girls your bitches.
From Create Your Own Story
You stride boldly through the forest without any attempt at subtlety. That is for lesser heroes. A wave of arrows come streaming out of the trees, but with a casual wave of your mighty sword you send them all tumbling to the ground. Your enemies continue to send wave after wave of arrows at you, but you block them all easily. Finally a single elven maiden comes rushing at you, while more arrows come your way. You block the arrows again, all except for one, which you catch and throw like a dart hitting the elven maid right in the heart. She collapses to the ground in a lifeless heap, and you quickly scoop up her bow and arrows. Elven wood is too strong for the much weaker humans to bend, but this one was meant for a woman, and you are stronger than the average man.
Without breaking stride, you notch an arrow and draw the string. More arrows come your way, but instead of blocking them, you spin out of the line of fire and send a few arrows of your own back. You keep up your barrage of arrows and you're rewarded a few minutes later as first one, and then another body both tumble to the ground dead.
"Retreat!" A voice calls out. She's speaking elvish, but as Eldnar you're fluent in all languages known to this realm.
"Run away cowards! Leave your comrades behind to rot!" You call back.
Do you?
