A minute later, four beings lope out of the woods, apparently comfortable with the dim light from the moon above. One, clearly the leader, from his swagger, steps forward out of the group. "Well, well, well, what have we got here? Some poor lost soul, out in the woods all alone? Would be such a shame if something bad happened to him, wouldn't it, boys?" the others laugh, and nod, and Nameless can see that they're fairly shaggy-looking men, although one of the four is female. They seem to have a wild look to them, moreso than ordinary thuggish bandits.<br/><br/>"Whaddya say, then, hmm? Care to pay for some protection from the bad things that might happen out here in these wilds?"