Nameless took the glass, and immediately took an appraising sniff, swirling the alcohol in the tumble to get the aroma going. It was good bourbon, and when he finally allowed himself a sip, he let himself relax. "Oh, that is very good. A nice ale or wine is good and all, but give me the hard liquor every time. It has character the others lack."<br/><br/>He let Flitz have a quick sip if he wanted it, though the psuedodragon knew Nameless tended to the heavier drinks due to his immunity to alcohol. After settling, he leaned back. "Flitz is the better story teller than me, though he tends to exaggerate. How about we let him tell, and I give the actual facts? If he used magic, I would call him a bard focused on oratory."