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OOC: .. Colin was unable to post earlier, and I just now noticed IW was back up. Here it comes. Also, each bandit is similar to a solider.
Isokla sighed, too tired to argue any more. Looking directly into Detheriel eyes, then panning them across to Ydalon, Kagarioni and finally Telryn she sighed, "If you insist on shedding blood, it will come back to haunt you." she cautioned, "You don't know how big this group that you're dealing with is."
Turning away, she finished finally, her tone barely more than a whisper, "If you insist on this course, I cannot be held responsible for the consequences..."
By now, the bandit gate guards were becoming twitchy (for lack of a better term). They were not impressed by all the debate, dialogue and posing, nor by Kagarioni's standing beside Narar. The had let the latter through, thanking him for his business as though he were a regular customer. The snipers however, kept their bows trained on Kagarioni, their arrows notched, but not drawn.
The bandit leader eyed the congregation suspiciously, and his henchmen readied their weapons. After all, voices, however low, still carried and the leader did not like their collective tone. Making a hand motion to one of the snipers, only those with the keenest senses would have noticed, and from the shadows, three more bandits crept up all bearing a collection of broadswords, knives and a cleaver, respectively. These were garbed in leather with boots and guantlets besides. It would be quite a battle should it come to that. The bandits waited for the 'party' to make their next move.
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