Well, better for them to think that than to think I’m a horrible nerd, [ He said with a laugh. ] People are always afraid of what they don’t understand, and are happy to other you as quickly as possible. You think my rep would protect me if they knew who I actually was? At least this way most people leave me alone.

[ He was smiling as he said it, though, warm and amused, as he pulled his shot closer toward him. Instead of drinking it, though, he dipped two fingers into the alcohol and then started tracing symbols on the table. ]

A boar, huh. Not quite as flashy as a tiger or a dragon, but it’ll do. Don’t turn to look behind you until you hear other people make noise - don’t want to project that you know what’s coming.

[ He grinned, and then started to murmur to himself as he drew, wetting his fingers a couple more times. Finally he completed it, leaned in to blow across the liquid, offering a first breath, and—

A second later there were shocked gasps from the dance floor, everyone quickly moving out of the way of the large, pale spectral boar that had appeared there. It raised its head, snorted soundlessly and waved its tusks before it started to charge around the room. People scrambled to get out of the way, but even when they couldn’t, the boar just passed through them like it wasn’t there, continuing on it’s stampede. ]