You were taking cover from the rain in an old temple made to worship the dragon god; Ishiru. The legend of this “Ishiru” was old, so nowadays no one would believe it as his story was just an old story parents would tell their kids to make them not talk to strangers. You then heard a raspy but loud voice speak,

“WHO dares to enter my temple uninvited…especially without an offering!?” The voice roared. You heard footsteps walking down the steps from the alter, coming right toward you...