Well, well, well, what have we got here? You seem lost, why don't you run along back to the Land of Myth, there's nothing to scare you there. Oh, my name? It doesn't really matter, for you won't see me often, but if you must know, it's Turuk. Ah, yes, the name of ledgend, of the traitor that tried to kill the little queen. Get over it already! I have my power, and its here. I now rule the outskirts, sending all those weak hearted souls who trespass onto my turf fleeing back to their burrows, cowering in fear! Oh, so it seems as though you want to live here, eh? You may have potential after all. Make yourself at home, but remember this, you will never be safe in the darkness...