'This is a Godless land, poisoned by the sun. Now you are corrupted too.'
A nightmare I had
'You think our shrines are primitive. You smile at them, as if amused by a stupid child. But I know things that you do not. There are cold things waiting for you in the cold earth.
I will take you to meet them; we will see if you smile then.'
There ain't no pleasant thing that awaits ye in this fiend's unholy embrace.