Take advantage of the fox

"It sounds like you're in a pretty tough pickle," you say. "Do you really think you are capable of forcing me to do anything? I'm a trained Adventurer, two hundred pounds of solid muscle. I once laid out a troll with one punch, and here you think you can threaten me with a stick? Dream on, furball. Now, either get out of my way, or get down on your knees, because if you want my help, it will be on my terms. " You hold your breath and eye the space on either side of him, trying to decide if you can get past should he call your bluff. You've never even seen a troll, let alone fought one. Luckily, you don't have to make a run for it.

With a quiet sob, Sterling drops his stick and sinks to his knees. "Please, help me. I'll do anything."