[Pseudonym]

A roguey-shadowdancer type broke into a house one night. He shined his hooded lantern around, looking for valuables, and when he picked up a nice mithril shield to place in his sack, a strange, disembodied voice echoed from the dark saying, "Toran is watching you." He nearly jumped out of his skin, blew out the tiny flame in the lantern, and froze.

When he heard nothing more after a bit, he shook his head, promised himself a vacation after the next big score, then lit the lantern again and began searching for more valuables.

Just as he pulled the Titanium enhancement type IV off the shelf, clear as a bell he heard, "Toran is watching you." Freaked out he shone his lantern around frantically, looking for the source of the voice. Finally, in the corner of the room, his lantern light came to rest on a parrot.

"Did you say that?" He hissed at the parrot.

"Yep," the parrot confessed, and then squawked, "I'm just trying to warn you."

The rogue relaxed. "Warn me, huh? Who in the world are you?"

"Rofirein" replied the bird.

"Rofirein?" the burglar laughed.

"What kind of people would name a bird Rofirein?"

"The kind that would name their Rottweiler Toran."