Early in the morning Iceman Ötzi and his hunting partner headed out to gather food for their tribe. He grabbed his hunting knife, quiver and cloak and headed into the northmost part of the woods. They journeyed 4 miles before reaching a stream that had a small deer drinking from it. Otzi readied his arrow ready to strike down the deer. Right as he was about to shoot he and his hunting partner hears a branch snap, he quickly looked up in full awareness. He looked in all directions until he finally spotted what had made the sound. It was a rival tribe behind the bushes staring with a devilish stare. He knew they would not be able to out run all three of the assailants so both of the men prepared to fight. Otzi readied his bow and arrow,
