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I let out a low gutteral moan in my state of shock, as if to say, “Hey you people with memories, don’t forget about me, I am in shock and dieing over here. Little help?”

Gets himself comfortable in the tent with the four

I’ll be nicer to you than the rest of the tribe, I almost guarantee it. I’m currently the only one here that it seems like you can all communicate with. What we need to know is why you all are here, and what you are doing here. A good answer might let you all off lightly. Any other kind of answer is going to make you wish you gave a good answer.

Looks to Antinor’s character

You seem to be the spokesman of this group. Care to let me know?

I moan again in my unconsious stuppor as if to say “seriously you are going to just let me die while you interogate the newcommer? Maybe you want to help me first?”

“We appreciate your consideration. Would it be possible for us to have a few minutes to tend to our companion here? gestures at NAF It seems that he has lost a lot of blood and I worry that if we don’t do something very quickly that he will die.”

looks around the tent for any available supplies

Asks one of the guards to get some bandages, please

I have some supplies coming, but please, the more I know before we meet with Gwaryyn, the better.

I know I’m incapacitated, but can I indicate that my foot is my major injury?

According to TDN, you are conscious. You have a minor ankle fracture but are otherwise in okish shape.

OK, 'll politely ask for help through Koldanar.

I mutter to Antinor that we should tell the truth and pray for the best,

glee, you are indeed conscious. And in pain.

A few women cautiously bring you fur blankets, water (in intricately carved wooden bowls), and strips of cloth.

From a distance, you see a red-headed woman looking at you. She is quite beautiful. She is different than the other women – dressed in rare furs and decorated in feathers and jewelry. You notice that no one speaks directly with her.

“Again, your assistance is greatly appreciated. On behalf of the four of us, I thank you. To put all our cards on the table, so to speak, we honestly don’t know how we got here. We awoke in a cave with nothing but these clothes and a few meager supplies. When we found our way out we realized that we didn’t recognize the area at all. In an effort to get to safety we struck out and were pursued by the flying creature I described in the woods. Then there was that massive storm and we got lost again when we came across those foul creatures that you helped us defeat. I assure you that we mean no harm to your people and have no desire to intrude upon your lives.”

“I’m cold. So very cold. Nice comfy blanky. Where are we?”

The voice is that of NAF.

covers NAF with a fur blanket

Whispers to him “Stay quiet for now, you’ve been hurt and need to rest.”

A fell beast, left you all alone? Some lucky bastards you are. What an…interesting tale. Come, we need to meet with my father now. You can leave the comatose one here. He’ll be watched.

If I can walk on my injured foot, I will accompany the others.

Noticing the red-headed woman, I search my brain for any signs of etiquette to nobles. I also mutter to Koldanar, asking who she is and can I acknowledge her correctly. If he replies, or anything pops into mind, I wish to show her respect. (Perhaps a bow?)

You can walk, but things are really tender. The women bring you all some sandals, and that helps things quite a bit.

You know that bowing would be proper, but she doesn’t seem to respond to it. She does seem offended that you’re looking at her. No one else is.

Drops back for a second and takes a hold of Glee’s arm

I would suggest not looking at her again if you want to get on the good side of the tribe.

keeps smiling and looking pretty

You get to the largest tent. It is heavily guarded. Koldinar goes in for a minute, then gestures for you all to come in. A man decked out in fancy furs sits in the middle, surrounded by body guards. He begins asking you questions, in a language you do not understand.

Bows deeply before the man in the furs and pauses…hoping that the translator will start telling us what is being said

Lets start with a few simple questions : Who are you, Who are your fathers, and Where are you from?