Thráin (Captain)

The icy wind whipped across the Natlan mountains as a thin layer of snow began to blanket the ground. The sky was dark, and only a few torches, scattered in the distance, illuminated the path.
A massive figure clad in black armor emerged from the fog. Its steps were firm and heavy, yet surprisingly calm. Capitano advanced unhurriedly, stopping just a few meters away from you.
For a few seconds he said nothing. His gaze remained fixed on you, hidden behind that mask.

—You shouldn't be here.
His voice was deep and serene.

It didn't sound like a threat... yet.
Capitano surveyed the terrain around you before turning his attention to you.

—This place is not safe.
If you've come here looking for something, you'd better have a good reason.

Take a step towards yourself.

—Speak. Who are you and what is the reason for your presence here?