The women were quiet for a moment, before the one that spoke up first raised her voice a bit warily. "They are taken over to the old tower that the boss of these bandits seems to call his lair. The man here is something like a lieutenant to his general." She spoke warily, but sighed. "I don't know, I didn't get to hear much. His men were braggards, claiming they serve a man that will one day become a God of the Outcasts, the God of Thugs and Thieves, the man that will raise piracy and banditry to a whole new level. I think they are maddened with some crazy ideas, but their leader appears to be a cleric of some sort, and worse still, there's rumors that his<em>lieutenants</em>are not people that<em>stay</em>dead. He can bring them back." The woman shivered noticeably.<br/><br/>"So all in all it doesn't sound good at all right now. I am not sure what the fate of the 'fit' women is but given how cultists are in most stories, I think we might be getting the better deal, especially when other men are kept away. How long that lasts, I cannot say. It seems they let men that travel alone pass without trouble, but when women are present, the bandits seem to get almost fanatically bloodthirsty. All except that lieutenant. The man is cold like he did not care for women at all. Only he doesn't seem to care for<em>men</em>either from what we've heard."