Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair!
Greetings, traveler.
You have stumbled upon sacred grounds. How you accomplished this feat I do not know. Yet in your discovery of this place I discern the footsteps of destiny. The forces which brought you here are plainly beyond my authority.
As is customary for such transgressions, your life is considered forfeit. Fret not, however, for I am a benevolent host. I shall overlook your insolence this once.
You may linger for a while and explore. But you would do well to suppress your temptations. Do not stray from the links I laid out above. Dark forces dwell elsewhere.