The bandit sneers at Alice, "so then go on, if you're so civil, state your name. If you think you're entitled to a fair parley then untie me first and we'll talk like civilized people."
A growl is heard from the tent, and a chill runs down your collective spines.
[INTIMIDATION DC16 vs CHA 1d20=6]
The bandit shifts uncomfortably, "wha- what in the nine hells was that? Who are you people?"