"Well, it's possible that they thought we might be dangerous, yes... or rather,<em>know</em>that we are dangerous. Of course, it's also possible they think we're easy prey and are letting others know... though I imagine actual bandits would be more inclined to do that, and with a less conspicuous message."<br/><br/>That said, I do smile at Lelika's thoughts.<br/><br/>When the patrol meets up with us, I frown a little. This is worrying, however my concerns are somewhat alleviated by the fact that they are making this offer: we probably could not defeat them all in battle, especially from their mounted positions, so if they just wanted to attack and subdue us, they have the perfect opportunity. No, this looks to be legitimate, even if it is a little unwilling on their part. My frown eases into a slight smile at this, and I squeeze Lelika's hand lightly. Perhaps Sir Rathos wishes to ask our assistance in something, or offer some kind of joint opportunity, or merely wishes to know we mean his area no ill will?<br/><br/>"Certainly, we will show Sir Rathos the respect and courtesy and attend this audience. We have plenty of time in our travels."