SquillTwin

A priest and a prophet are standing at the entrance to a temple. We are all in a morrowind-esque courtyard. Everything, except for the priest's robes, is brown. The robes are purple. I play the observer. For now. They are arguing: the prophet insists that something will soon happen, but the priest is done with this "tomfoolery". Eventually, the priest gets so angry, he throws the prophet into the temple.

A crowd of people surround me, and start a riot against the priest. But the priest ignores them. He is untouchable. He raises his arms, as if for a ritual, and starts chanting. The Ritual of Chüd comes to my mind. (IT, anyone?)

With a flash, a lot of things change. The croud is now calm. The priest has turned into the skeleton. The prophet is dead. And I am in the priest's body and robes. (I am not in the skeleton, I am in what he was before the skeleton.)

I walk up to a stand outside the temple. Seeing that the crowd of people are hungry, I start feeding them. I distinctly remember...brown tortillas...? The skeleton priest looks at me angrily, but doesn't interfere.