Ark'kruy'ek kneeled down to the dwarf. "Beast masters....we have few." Ark'kruy'ek tone changed to be sound serious. "Distance means we like keep to our selves. Hatred means danger." Ark'kruy'ek said as he points to the man who had almost made an insult when they met. "Location not well known. We safe from intolerance here." Ark'kruy'ek hoped the dwarf got his meaning that he didn't want the location of his pack camp known because it might suffer attacks from those who didn't tolerate his kind. Ark'kruy'ek put his finger on the dwarfs chest. "Respect each other." Ark'kruy'ek was really trying to prove that his pack didn't mean harm to the people they lived by. He knew that his kind was hated and hoped to prove that the past was behind them and that they didn't want trouble. Ark'kruy'ek let out a yip and the other Gnolls got back to their business. He then led the group to the head beast master. The beast master looked quite large even for a Gnoll and was covered in various scars that resembled claw and bite marks. He dawned light leather around his legs, shoulders, and arms along with several necklaces that seemed to be made of teeth from various beasts. The beast master looked at the group and then Ark'kruy'ek. Ark'kruy'ek turned to the beast master and then back to the group. "He understand common but no speak it. Yes or no question only." The beast master moved to the side to show several large wolves that looked like they were meant for battle.