You give up peacefully.

"Don't move if you value your life, bitch," said the voice behind your back as the knife seemed to press more into your neck. You take a deep breath and prepare yourself for what come next. Hopefully it was going to play out like you hoped.

With the knife staying where it was, you slowly move your hands over your head and announce loudly, "I surrender. Take what you want and let me go, please!" The bandits don't say anything for a while. Clearly they had not expected such a heavily armed warrior to give up without fighting back. You drop your bag full of goods and money and when they stoop to pick it up you start to walk forward.

"Hey! Who said you get to leave?" You turn around to face the man and see a group of stereotypical NPC bandits standing there looking at you with anger. Clearly your attempt to disregard them to attract their attention had worked. "Well, what else would you take me for? Ransom? I mean yes my family is quite wealthy...oops!"

You cover your mouth attempting to feign a slip of the tongue with a horrible performance check. It was a good thing these guys lacked all but the most basic of human intelligence or they probably would have figured out that this was a ploy. The men look at each other and smile, their greed being the key to your mission's success. They stride over and put manacles over your wrists. "Move along then," says one as he pushes you in a different direction. "The boss will be quite pleased with you I am sure."

"Not as much as I am going to be pleased with her," you mutter low enough so only Eileen hears it. _There is no way that should have worked _you hear as Eileen's thoughts reach you. "Oh, have some faith."

Funny.