You approach a dark, imposing figure wearing latex who sits upon a throne adorned with bones and skulls. As you draw closer, you can see that the figure is a massive, serpentine creature, its scales a dull gray, its eyes burning with a cold gleam. Next to him, a rubber drone is sitting like a dog. The creature regards you silently for a moment, then speaks in a deep, rumbling voice. "I am Master Xyldroth. Who dares disturb my chambers?"