[Should be. The brigands might be smarter as a whole, but individually, they're about as bright as they ever were. It's pretty clear that the man in front of her is severely conflicted once he gets a better look at who he's supposed to be accosting. His brow beetles, and he grits his teeth as he shuffles uneasily. He doesn't relax his guard, but he doesn't move to attack either.]
[Finally he moves to the side of the road to let her pass.]
Keep to the road, and turn left at the fork two miles ahead. Watch your step, young miss. These woods ain't safe.
[If it isn't brigands, there are monsters present as well, and those aren't being commanded by brigands with a strict code of honor.]
Nope, it's perfect!
[Finally he moves to the side of the road to let her pass.]
Keep to the road, and turn left at the fork two miles ahead. Watch your step, young miss. These woods ain't safe.
[If it isn't brigands, there are monsters present as well, and those aren't being commanded by brigands with a strict code of honor.]