The XenoCorpians are riding along the top of a ridge. The country is wild and inhospitable. Suddenly some of them see fire in the distance and ride towards it. As they approach they see an impressive FROGLIKE figure striding around using a PPD to cause various bushes and branches to burst into flame.
[boom]
XenoCorp Crew: Eh. Oh. See it? Oh. Oh.
Frey: XenoCorpians! Forward!
[boom boom boom]

[boom boom]
[squeak]
[boom boom boom boom]
Frey: What manner of man are you that can conjure up fire without flint or tinder?
Overon: I am a plasma chucker and elite SFCer.
[Frey looks at S'Tasik]
Frey: By what name are you known?
Overon: There are some who call me.... Overon?

Frey: Greetings Overon the Frog!
Overon: Greetings Admiral Frey.
Frey: You know my name?
Overon: I do.
[zoosh! - Overon does another fire trick]
You seek the Holy Grail of Balance!
Frey: That is our quest. You know much that is hidden O Overon.
Overon: Quite.
[pweeng boom]
[Ripple of applause from the XenoCorpians]
Frey: Yes we seek the Holy Grail of Balance.
[clears throat very quietly]
Our quest is to find the Holy Grail of Balance.
One or Two of the XenoCorp Crew: Yes it is.
Frey: And so we're looking for it.
XenoCorp Crew: Yes, we are.
Hawkeye: We have been for some time.
XenoCorp Crew: Yes.
K'tujHegh: Months.
Frey: Yes... and obviously any help we get is... is very... helpful.
Blade: Do you know where it...
[boom! Overon does yet another fire trick with impressive splash damage]
Frey: Fine... well er... we mustn't take up anymore of your time... I don't suppose... sorry to sort of keep on about it... you haven't by any chance... aaah... any idea where one might find... a... aaa...
Overon: What?
Frey: A G...g...grail of b.b....b.....
Overon: Of Balance?
[They all jump slightly and look about apprehensively]
Frey: Er... yes... I think so.
XenoCorp Crew: Yes.
Overon: Yes.
XenoCorp Crew: Fine.
K'tujHegh: Splendid!
XenoCorp Crew: Yes, moo!
[Overon looks thoughtful and they all stand around a little. Then Overon produces another fire trick producing several different colours]
Frey: Look, you're a busy man ...
Overon: Yes, I can help you with your guest.
[Slight pause]
XenoCorp Crew: Thank you. Yes, thank you very much.
Overon: To the north there lies a cave, the cave of Taldrenbannog, wherein, carved in mystic runes, upon the very living rock, the last words of Ketrick of Amarillo ...
[There is a thunderclap and a wind starts. The XenoCorpians get nervous]
Overon: ...make plain the last resting place of the most Holy Grail of Balance.
Frey: How shall we find this cave, O Overon?
Overon: Follow!
[The XenoCorpians register delight and wheel round on themselves]
Overon: But follow only if you are men of valour. For the entrance to this cave is guarded by a monster, a creature so foul and cruel that no man yet has fought with it and lived. Bones of full fifty men lie strewn about its lair... therefore sweet XenoCorpians if you may doubt your strength or courage come no further, for death awaits you all with nasty pointy teeth.
Frey: What an eccentric performance!