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With little else to do you consider some feat, performing some action or deed, that might convince them to accept you... or at the very least stop responding in hostility. How about...
<span class="mu-b">"...hey, this big stone here! Leaning over, how about I just... hragh! There we go!"</span>
At the center of their village is some stone idol bigger than you, seemingly dedicated to you ironically enough... or at least the false version of you. Having sunken in the soft earth here and leaned overtime, it's not much trouble for you to push up against it and upright the whole thing.
At this effort... well it isn't exactly approval, but a shocked silence overtakes the Gaelans. Rather than any hope of defeating or killing you, now they become very aware together of what you could do to them. With some effort you sweep your hands over your body to remove any stuck weapons from the villagers... <span class="mu-b">"-oh is that the little man's sword? Nnnngh... -gyah! Ow! Well, here you go Cailinn, have this."</span> ...to which she takes the magic sword which had remained lodged in your side, and erupts into flames once again the moment it is free of your flesh.
No more weapons jabbed into you, even grabbing and shaking the last man to try before setting him down again, you now can stand in audience of all the gathered humans who haven't yet fled. Since you aren't underwater you can't really communicate with anyone, but holding her up on your shoulder with the flaming sword held high, Cailinn makes an impassioned speech to her fellow villagers.
<span class="mu-b">"Tanaloa!"</span>
The one word that you can speak to them, when Cailinn nudges and looks down to you, so you take it as your cue to speak and pound your chest with pride. Along with a wide fanged smile, it startles the humans before you. All in all the effort goes...
