What tribe do you belong to?
You sit up, groaning. You are in the middle of a grassy field. You don't know where you are. Suddenly, you sit up more alertly. There is a figure in the distance.
At a closer glance, you see it is a teenage girl. She has dirty, ragged clothes, and two swords slung over her back. "Well, are you new?" You nod. "What tribe are you in?" she asked.
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