You turn your head to face the elf with the knife at your throat and take a breath. "Hello, I'm sorry for trespassing, but I would like to join the Gruul." you say while making sure not to make any sudden movements. The two elves with spears begin laughing as their leader lets out a dry chuckle.
"Join the Gruul? A city girl such as yourself?" he replies as he lowers his blade a little. "Just admit to scavenging for supplies and relics in Gruul territory and we'll let you off with a broken hand and a warning. How about it woman?" You clench your fist and get ready to make a move if you have to.
"I didn't mean to trespass." you reply sternly but politely. "But I do intend to join the Gruul. If you are not able to approve my application I request that you take me to someone who can." The leader lets out another chuckle, but his two buddies remain silent this time.
"You know we can't just let you in, little girl. It's not that easy. If you truly wish to be one of us I'll take you to the leader of clan Blood Hunt. Our little subgroup is small compared to the others, but do not think that this will make for an easy trial. If our leader gives you a test you'll either pass it or die, no in-between. I'll give you one last chance to take the trespasser's punishment, what do you say?"
He lowers his knife and allows you to turn around fully to face him. You tighten your grip on your lantern and take a moment to look over your shoulder at the two elf men standing behind you. After a few seconds of thought you give him your reply...
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