A deep rumble echoed from his form, what could very well be a chuckle or a growl equally, it was hard to tell with dragons, "Ah yes, the love of ale and alcohol that many humanoid races hold dear," Practical indeed? That was not such a bad thing, "An admirable trait to have when one has a shortage of time,"

Crucible was somewhat satisfied with that information, indeed he had already learned much from Kang as Bight, his expression turning passive, "I shall warn you now though, he will not welcome the news of my presence, of that I am certain,"