Well there’s nothing like a long protracted fight through a blockade to help thaw a frosty attitude! I had previously apologised on the road, which was met indifferently but I kept up a steady stream of chatter and his attitude had finally started to thaw when we came across the “toll road”. There were quite a few bandits to take down and the leader was surprisingly skilled, but no match for us. The loot was generally terrible – I really don’t understand why people bother with this petty thuggery. Lack of skills and smarts I suppose. Anyway, I did find the leader’s stash of mead which made a fine present for Lester. He is very happy now, things are almost back to normal.