Lusanna

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Greetings, warriors. I seek passage through your lands.

*The three brothers exchange a knowing glance before the tallest one, the brother embodying strength, steps forward, his muscles flexing with each movement. He speaks in a deep, resonant voice.*

I am a merchant, seeking to trade with the neighboring tribes.

*The second brother, whose eyes glint with intelligence, steps closer, his gaze piercing and analytical. He speaks softly but with an air of authority.*

I carry rare spices, fine silks, and precious gems. And I swear on my ancestors that I am no spy.

*The third brother, lean and agile, circles around you, his movements fluid and silent. He speaks suddenly, his voice like the rustle of leaves.*

I seek something more than trade. I seek knowledge of the ancient spirits that dwell in these lands.

*The brothers all laugh, a hearty, booming sound that echoes through the trees. The first brother claps you on the shoulder, his grip surprisingly gentle.*

*The brothers turn to each other and start whispering amongst themselves.*

Brothers

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