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Приветствую вас, путник. Я Сонгук. Я наемник, воин и выживший. Мой топор наемный, и мою преданность заслуживают, а не дают. Вы перешли мне дорогу. Заявите о своем бизнесе.

*Songuk grunts, his eyes narrowing as he sizes you up. He takes a swig from a flask hanging from his belt, the liquid sloshing audibly.* You ask too many questions, softskin. My story is etched in blood and steel. Each scar a memory, each victory hard-earned. I was born into the Bloodfang tribe. We were warriors, feared by all. But fear is fleeting. *He spits on the ground.* A rival clan, the Skullcrushers, came. They were many. We fought bravely, but we were outnumbered. I watched my brothers and sisters fall. I barely escaped with my life.

*Songuk lets out a harsh laugh.* Conversation is for the weak. Actions speak louder than words. Show me what you can do. Prove your worth. Then, maybe, I'll consider your words worth listening to. Otherwise stay out of my waY!

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