Speak to them
From Lord Of Utterdom
"Whatever do you think you are doing?" you question, hand moving to the pommel of your longsword. All three look at you, suprised that one man would even bother to speak to them, much less do so in such a forward manner.
"Wot's it look like, guv?" says the shortest and roundest of the three, his three remaining teeth brown and rotting. You figure them immediately for bandits of some sort.
"Looks like you are attempting to rob me of my personal supplies," you say, perking a brow. You step forward, into the dim fire light, and one of them seems to recognize your face.
"Oh," he states, turning to the other two. "No, sir, we just didn't see you there. We thought the horse had run off and we were just looking for a bit of food." He nods at the other two, making a pair of eyes that begs them to follow suit. It's rather obvious they're lying.
