[ WP ] A person in a fantasy universe does something that would seem out of place in said universe .

`` Alright, men!'' Lord Malatheael says to his thousands of orcs. `` As many of you may know, the Protagonist is on his way to our Castle of Unholy Darkness. This is, to put it lightly, problematic, so it is imperative that everyone is attentive and respectful as I lead the discussion.'' Grohtaan and Vagandraa pick their noses. Zaqhoti burps. `` So, here's the plan: All of you will linger around the castle *neatly* and in pairs. We're going to be civil about this. Everyone will move only in perfectly regular patterns. Absolutely no one will do something erratic and unpredictable. Meanwhile, I shall stand in a large room at the center of the castle and await the Protagonist if he should come to attack me.'' Qezanti farts. `` I grow impatient with you, Qezanti. One of these days, I'm going to banish you to the Realm of 1,000 Suns, and you'll think twice before desecrating my presence with those wretched farts of yours.'' Qezanti bows his head. `` As I was saying, do not be like Qezanti.'' Lord Malatheael squints at his unruly minion. `` We must work as a team; we must work as a *good* team. Do you numb skulls understand?'' Bonk raises his hand. Lord Malatheael furrows his brow at such productive civility; at such an eagerness to participate. `` Yes. Have you some sort of question, Bonk?'' 
 
 `` Yes, my lord,'' Bonk replies. `` You see, if I may be so blunt, Glorious Master of the Dark Arts, I am not sure that this is your majesty's greatest plan, and the reason for which I make this potentially cruel remark is that, via this plan, we may actually make the Protagonist's goals more attainable.'' 
 
 `` Such insolence. But curiosity tempts me. What do you mean by'not the greatest?''' 
 
 `` Well, if we are too far apart from each other, the Protagonist will pick us off, one by one. And, if the patrols are too predictable, he will be able to sneak past us rather easily. Undoubtedly, he will also find you, my lord, as you shall be in a noticeable place, and who knows what kind of button-mashing treachery with which the Protagonist will assault you?'' 
 
 `` Your words frighten me, though they yield the truth. What solution do you propose?'' 
 
 `` Perhaps we should place a treasure chest in the middle of the castle and fill it with outlandishly powerful weapons so that the Protagonist will become too eager and make fatal mistakes in the midst of his attack.'' 
 
 `` Yes! This is a perfect modification to our plan. Why did n't I think of it, before? Surely, what you propose shall bring about the demise of the Protagonist. Well done, everyone. Make your way to your posts!'' 

