Sure enough, they were back at there same camp. These bandits aren't very bright and some people think barbarians are dumb.
So, I start smashing my way through trying to convince them to give up there thieving ways. They just chose to die instead of changing their ways. I finally get to their leader, some fat guy named Hef. We start going at it, then all of a sudden, SMASH, right on top of Hef's head. His head was so hard that my dwarven hammer shattered into a thousand pieces

