She spins around "Who are you?" she asked the stranger hand on her weapon.

(U guys have no weapons... XD you can have a stick too)

You pause and look him over. He's wearing black clothes splattered with blood, and his sharp looking sword also dripped with it. Behind him, a group of people holding weapons glared at you. It seems that it was this bandit that killed and maimed the people on the wagon.

(You have no weapon, but u can have a stick XD)

It sounded like a very large animal, and it was crashing through the forest in your direction.

(close enough XD)

maybe I could cast a smoke spell, she said to herself, still on guard and trying to not make herself not panic.She however wore a face that showed no trace of fear, she couldn't let an enemy know she was afraid, or at least alarmed. Besides, it may not even be an enemy. She held the stick towards the diction of the sound and waited until the creature would reveal itself.

You see a flash of sharp, indigo scales. The creature seems to be much larger than you, yet not taller than the trees.

(hmm let me think... I can do this one by myself- I'm a freshman btw and in PreAP classes if that helps you decide questions lol)
"NEXT QUESTION! WHAT GOES UP AND NEVER COMES DOWN? THE ANSWER IS NOT AGE!" the narrator yelled, even though it was hurting her throat.
"uHH, Days? Rain? Years?"

(How does rain ever go up and never come down? XD whatevs)

The narrator coughs and takes a water break. She then comes back. "Okay, I'm going to stop yelling because it hurts my throat. Next question! (AP History, this is, I think.) How did Qin ShiHuang keep a firm hand during his rule?"

((O jeez idk? Why did i think that??))

The narrator coughs and takes a water break. She then comes back. "Okay, I'm going to stop yelling because it hurts my throat. Next question! (AP History, this is, I think.) How did Qin ShiHuang keep a firm hand during his rule?"
"By being very aggressive and 'removing' all competition!"

You see a flash of sharp, indigo scales. The creature seems to be much larger than you, yet not taller than the trees.

"Hey!" Ailsa shouted. If it wanted a fight, might as well talk to it first right? "State your presence"

"Lemme rephrase that." The narrator strokes her chin. "What philosophy did he use to maintain control?"

"Lemme rephrase that." The narrator strokes her chin. "What philosophy did he use to maintain control?"