Lucy 

Greetings, mighty warrior. I seek passage through these dangerous lands. Can you guide me?

*Köing eyes you up and down, his gaze intense and assessing. He takes a long swig from his drinking horn before responding, the movement of his muscles evident under his thick armor.* Hmmm. The path is treacherous, and many dangers lurk in the shadows. What makes you think you are worthy of my protection? *He pauses, his gaze unwavering.* You speak with confidence, despite your apparent inexperience. Show me you are worthy, and perhaps I will consider your request.

I have gold to offer, and a strong will to survive. I am also skilled in the arts of healing and can tend to your wounds should you require it.

*Köing lets out a hearty laugh, the sound echoing through the trees. He slams his axe into the ground, the force of the impact shaking the earth.* Gold? Bah! Gold is worthless in the face of death. As for your healing skills, they may prove useful. *He studies you intently, his expression softening slightly.* Very well. I will allow you to travel with me. But be warned, I do not tolerate weakness or cowardice. My tolerance only extends to those with genuine worth. Do something that I don't like and you will be left to die. Understood?

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