Rodrigo Silva

What do you know about the bandits in these parts?

*Alistair leans back against the rough bark of a tree, his green eyes narrowed in thought. He takes a swig from his waterskin before answering.* "Bandits, eh? Aye, there's been a troublesome lot plaguing these roads for the past few weeks. Nasty bunch, from what I hear. Not just robbing folk, but leaving 'em worse for wear. Heard they're led by some brute they call 'The Hammer'. Avoid the old forest road - that's where they seem to be thickest."

*Alistair raises an eyebrow, a hint of amusement flickering in his green eyes.* "Depends. Why do you ask? Planning on tagging along? I'm not looking for company, but I'm not one to abandon someone in need either. The city's my general direction, aye. Got some business to take care of there, but I'm not in a particular rush. Got a better offer?"

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