Swamped

Actually... it looks like it's going to miss entirely. And after a moment, you see it zoom past.

Which is still enough to draw everyone else's attention.

"What was that?" Ember asks.

"I think it was a crossbow bolt. Didn't seem aimed for us, though."

"It's worrying regardless. After all, someone must have fired it, and we have no idea what that someone wants."

Rider puts down his latest pair of filled barrels. He doesn't even seem tired.

"Then I'll go over there and find out," he says.

Of course he will. Then again, he can take a crossbow hit better than you can, so it's probably sensible.

"Should we just keep gathering water, then?" you ask.

"Actually - it might be worthwhile knowing what this stranger was trying to shoot. Go and take a look, would you Corvus?"

"Fair point, but what if they fire another bolt while I'm over there?"

"I'll see to it that they're sufficently distracted," Rider says. He starts walking away.

Well, guess there's not much for it. You walk around the crates and start looking for either the bolt or a sign of something struck by it.

What do you see?