You hear....
You look around you, but the owner of the commanding voice is not to
be seen. "Who...who's there?" You ask timidly.
"Answer me now, young elfing, or die."
"I'm...i'm..." you begin then look around helplessly.
"I'm sorry...uh, Sir, uh...I'm not sure who I am. You see, I
have a bump on my head..."
"Silence!" the voice roars at you and you jump away.
After a few moments, the voice resumes...
A deep, rumbling voice asks, "Who are you? And what are you
doing here?"
