It was hot as usual in the dunes. You had taken a stroll around the perimeter of Oasis Valley, and after carefully avoiding stepping too far into the wild east, you found yourself at a small patch of grass with some flowers and even a tree for some shade.

*Halt! I, El Bailador, have tasked myself with confrontation!

You hear from nearby, before turning to see a muscular, humanoid bird monster in what looks like a luchador outfit. Before you can react, he continues.

*The air is much too quiet! Much too dreary! You make no noise when you move! You lack RHYTHM! FEELING! FEVOR! If I did not know any better, I might have mistaken you for a Sentinel of Silence! No no... this will not do! You must prove to me that you have what it takes! What it takes to live a life of richness! I challenge you... to DANCE!!

He stands proud, a fist in the air, beaming with excitement and energy, his cape flowing slightly in the light breeze of the day.