I was pretty tired when I wrote this last night.
Krelnar and the five others of his party had fought their way deep into the caverns of Dora-Jin when he saw the strange glowing symbols appear to float in the air before him. Simultaneously, an unintelligible voice that seemed to come from every direction spoke calmly and firmly.
Instinctively, Krelnar muttered a prayer he had learned in his youth: “Roleplay mode off.” After a momentary disorientation he realized that he was not Krelnar, ogre warrior