Came upon a Tribes war party attacking a small family.
As we approached a barbarian was standing over a family of three. With axe in hand, he yelled something at the woman, crushed an old looking crossbow under his foot and sliced her chest open.
We yelled out for them to stop. Their apparent leader taunted us by saying that there was nothing we could do, the plains belonged to the Tribes. Remembering the local laws, our wizard replied back that although that was true of most of the plains, the roads were off limits to the tribes.
Their leader yelled again that we were correct and to save his honor and that of his friends they would have to kill us all and moved to attack.