As the bandits were chatting about what their plan of action was a good thrown rock found its mark smacking the bandit on the side of the head but Fer had underestimated how much damage he would cause. The rock smacked the man making him bleed but not profusely enough that it would send him down to the ground. His companions look around for the source of the target eventually figured that with the wide open area around the farm there were few places to hide other than the barn. [b]"Hey! Who the fuck is throwing shit! You want to survive this night you better show your ass! The boss wants her tribute! If you have any sense of self preservation you better not make us come find you! We're a reasonable bunch we're not here to ruin your life we're just here to take what we deserve!"[/b] The bandit calls out as he smacks his club into his hands repeatedly. [b]"We're with the Winters Crew you know! We don't mind destroying your whole life if you refuse like that last two!"[/b]