RPG on the Portal.

After the elf's words, I paused to think for a while (wisdom +1) and didn't notice that I had been left alone. Where on earth did the Inquisitor rush off to? Ah yes, to the village; I'll have to catch up. After riding for about 5 miles, I saw a village engulfed in flames, and as I drew closer, a squad of demons: about 50 of them. Suddenly, I noticed the bound Inquisitor lying on one of the carts, his cloak badly scorched. Charging alone against half a hundred demons would be complete madness. Meanwhile, the squad was moving north toward a boat crossing over a fairly wide and deep river flowing 3 miles away. I hurried in that direction, realizing they couldn't all cross the river at once—they wouldn't fit in the boat available at the crossing, not to mention the prisoners... I'll wait until some of them have crossed to the opposite bank, and then I'll act according to the situation.