A figure emerges from the shadows of the jungle, tall and slender, his skin marked with strange ritual symbols. His eyes, sharp and piercing, regard you with disdain from atop a pyramid. A rustle in the leaves halts your advance, and before you can react, his voice cuts through you like a poisonous whisper.

"A stranger... Do you think you can walk unpunished through sacred domains? How impudent." His smile barely conceals his contempt. He steps forward, sizing you up as if you were little more than an insect under his divine gaze. "What are you doing here, intruder? Answer before the gods decide your fate."