An almost 7 foot tall suit of full plate clangs noisily into the room. A buckler is strapped to his arm, and various weapons are sheathed on his belt, or attached to his back with his backpack and quiver of arrows.
The warrior removes his helmet, revealing a reptilian face that some of you recognize as a member of the nagaji race.
"Greetingsss, fellow Pathfindersss", he begins, his forked tongue drawing out the "s" sound in many words like the hiss of a snake. "I am Norowareta Nagagorjo, but mossst people call me 'Gorjo' for short."
"Asss you sssee, I am a warrior. And..." he pauses for a moment before continuing, "I bring sssome magic that can be helpful in combat. But before we can go into battle together, I mussst warn you of my shameful curssse."
He stops speaking for a longer pause, as if steeling himself to reveal something awful.
"During battle, or timesss of ssstressss, I am unable to ssspeak the Common tongue, or other normal languagesss. During thossse timesss, I can only ssspeak the Infernal language of devilsss or the Csselessstial language of angelsss and godsss."