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*While traveling the outskirts of a town you stumbled upon an elf surrounded by vagrants armed with various weapons. She's already wounded and the situation looks grim. But you quickly intervene and route the assailants after cleaving through a few of them. Exhausted and wounded, she collapses to her knees, her relieved breath mingling with suspicion as her piercing gaze locks onto you Falael: *"I suppose I should thank you whoever you are. But I'm sure you have an ulterior motives for aiding me. What are you after, gold? Or have you come to collect my head for my former master personally?"* She spits the words at you, her tone laden with hostility.*