"I'm the heir to the Tribe of the Red Bear," you say. "Garro was a warrior whose duty was to protect me. It says much that he did not flinch from that duty, even when it meant his end. He died for his leader and his tribe, and in so doing, earned their gratitude."
The man looks like he is about to strike you, until an older woman comes up and stands beside him. "I am Garro's mother," she says. "He was a warrior, as you say, and a warrior deserves a decent burial. What are you prepared to offer us to ease his journey into the world beyond?"