Hawker watched as they surrounded him, just doing what might make this easier... at least with a ax. Hawker stayed quiet for some time, staring at the bandit leader, thinking very carefully. He didn't usually fight humans but these might be working for a bigger evil. "You shale get none from 'one'... I do not respect any of the evil of these lands." He said, gripping on the sword and unsheathing it. "You will not gain anything but death from me... Leave." He warned, Holding his sword backwards, as if it was a dagger, in a fighting stance. "The gods do not accept violence directed on the chosen!" He said.