You informed the Supreme Lord Dolphin that you did not wish to fight it. You then delivered a grand speech on the horrors of senseless violence, and the great joy of peace, pleading for it to see reason. It mulled over your words for some time, then nodded. Your heart leapt at that look, a clear proof on the good heart and noble sense of dolphins... until you noticed it had not called off its soldiers. You realized then, that the lord would never understand peace, only subjugation, and what your pleas truly meant to it. To the Supreme Lord, it was only natural that one would surrender in the face of a foe so great.

Congratulations! You have obtained the role of Serf. In order to keep using the land you have graciously been allowed to stay on, you must donate 40% of your yearly income as tithe, or risk the Lord's wrath. Best get to work!

You may now return home with your newfound staus.