"Don't fear me, Arroc," the stranger rasps.
"W-w-who are you?" you stutter, "and what did you
just call me?"
The figure starts, then pulls back his hood, revealing a scarred
face. You draw back, realizng the face is almost identical to
yours.
"What? Know not your own brother?"
Suddenly, a dark figure approaches you. You tense, not knowing
what to expect.