You, a simple resident of South Dontrono, find a cave covered in grass. Entering it, you hear, in the darkness, a strange voice, speaking things that you have no idea what they are. The words sound ancient, archaic, maybe Old Dontran?... You approach the voice and suddenly it stops. You see a statue of Iriath, the Great Lorde of Memory. Perhaps someone was praying to him. Behind you, you hear someone with the same voice as before, now in understandable words, and he was certainly not happy with your presence.

"Who are you? How did you find this place?"