ARRIVAL a) IN THE STREETS [Right, so. Monsters are common, aren't they? Inhuman things walking the streets, stalking people. Occasionally doing great harm. This figure in very... distinctive armor... may be one of them. Since he's roaming uncertainly, occasionally stopping to crouch in some patch of shadow.]
[He also has a tail. And walks on clawed feet missing shoes. Don't mind him.]
[He's just fascinated by a parked car.]
b) IN THE PARK [Or maybe you locate the stranger in the park. Possibly because there's a tail poking out of some bushes. If startled, the rest of the individual will appear, with a yelp, falling over backward out of the bush.]
[His hands are full of plant material.]
I'm sorry! Was this - I thought this was a park! I'm sorry! I'll put them back!
NETWORK [... that's a big, pale green eye staring into the camera. With a cat-slit of a pupil. Set in green scales that occasionally shift to a blue-purple tone with the light. It blinks.]
Oh - there's - it's glowing.
[That's the recording light, you dingus.]
... how is it glowing? [The camera view pulls back, revealing an equally reptilian face to go with that eyeball. Horns adorned with brass rings, sharp teeth. Gravelly, soft-spoken voice.] What is it...?
[The head jerks back and forth a bit - almost birdlike, before the feed goes dark.]
[... and before it happens, there's a yelp. He startled himself.]
The Dragonborn {Melius} | TES: Skyrim
a) IN THE STREETS
[Right, so. Monsters are common, aren't they? Inhuman things walking the streets, stalking people. Occasionally doing great harm. This figure in very... distinctive armor... may be one of them. Since he's roaming uncertainly, occasionally stopping to crouch in some patch of shadow.]
[He also has a tail. And walks on clawed feet missing shoes. Don't mind him.]
[He's just fascinated by a parked car.]
b) IN THE PARK
[Or maybe you locate the stranger in the park. Possibly because there's a tail poking out of some bushes. If startled, the rest of the individual will appear, with a yelp, falling over backward out of the bush.]
[His hands are full of plant material.]
I'm sorry! Was this - I thought this was a park! I'm sorry! I'll put them back!
NETWORK
[... that's a big, pale green eye staring into the camera. With a cat-slit of a pupil. Set in green scales that occasionally shift to a blue-purple tone with the light. It blinks.]
Oh - there's - it's glowing.
[That's the recording light, you dingus.]
... how is it glowing? [The camera view pulls back, revealing an equally reptilian face to go with that eyeball. Horns adorned with brass rings, sharp teeth. Gravelly, soft-spoken voice.] What is it...?
[The head jerks back and forth a bit - almost birdlike, before the feed goes dark.]
[... and before it happens, there's a yelp. He startled himself.]