Vis decided that he would be intimidating, after all, bandits admired that. He marched right up to the man who had talked and pushed his forehead onto his, "Maybe if ya cleaned tha waxth ou' of yer ears ya would 'ave 'eard that the guy in charge wanted them to be put in tha town center, by tha tavern." Vis had his hand on his dagger, drawing his rapier would take too long in such close quarters.