Enjoying myself and the nice trip to the mountains. Going to find this bastard no matter the cost. Seeing the bandits blocking the road and raising an eyebrow. Wondering what these fools want, then thinking about how certain bandits and red gloves....<br/><br/>"Ah yes, thank you so much for helping me out! See the thing is that I heard about some powerful bandit group around these parts wearing red gloves, and I wanted to join them! I'm sure you guys are very powerful and quite lovely, and I could sure use the action."<br/><br/>Meanwhile as I am saying this, grabbing my bag and pulling out my katana and shield, humming to myself and quite enjoying this. Getting a bluff of 30, appearing to be very much excited about joining the bandit gang! Reality being that I want to ask them a few questions about a certain half dragon that likes to live nearby. Bandits who live on the frontier would know about that sort of dangerous fellow for sure.