The trip back to Ironmine was thankfully rather empty.  No one came out along the road to the temple, and while that meant it was rough travel for someone without any clothing or shoes, it also meant no one else was there to share the road.  Eventually this branch connected with a larger road, and while this was much more traveled by comparison, it was largely empty.  The sun was setting, and the sky was getting dark, but she was close to the town.<br/><br/>Unfortunately, despite her attempts to sneak by, she was still spotted.  "Hold there, missy.  Got a little fee to settle," called out a rough-looking human man as he stepped out from behind a tree and came to stand in front of her on the road.  He grinned lewdly at her and started to walk closer.  "Normally, I'd ask you to pay up for the privilege of using my road, but seeing as you don't have much coin on you... well, I can think of a few other ways you can pay."<br/><br/>He was soon joined by another man, this one much larger and more muscular, possibly a half-orc.  He didn't talk, but the way he carried the club in his hand, it was clear he didn't need words to make his point clear.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Rolls</div><div class="spoiler_body">At 2022-02-21 11:16:23, Oratha (uid: 22369) rolls: 1d20a-1 Result: 16 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=158485)<br/>Actually a pretty good roll for stealth, and she may have slipped by the bandits if they hadn't gotten lucky.</div></div>