"Ah, yes. But I could not stand that snow for one bit longer! My ankles are soaked!" In between the four bandits, the pink hat wearing skull kid was tied up in a net, which was hanging from the tree. The four men looked at eachother, then one stepped forward. "A'right. That's great an all. You can continue down the path now...." "Ah...but who is this?" Tywinn stepped closer to the net, and the closest bandit drew his blade ever so slightly. "Step back old man!"