He sweeps into a deep bow. "Soulcors Eclipse, at your service. I apologize for my appearance startling you. I could use my elvin disguise if you like. I mean no ill will to you or your household my lady, and I am now working for your husband. I've agreed help him with a few projects. As a side note, fire wouldn't really hurt me all that badly, unless you got it infused with holy magic. I'll stay in one room if that gives you peace of mind, so you'll always know where I am." He points a hand at the shattered mess, and a spectral skeleton hand picks up the broken pieces of the bottle, putting them in a small pile. He wraps his disguise around him, and sits cross legged on the ground. "If I can be of any assistance, let me know, and I'll help you to the best of my ability. Should I leave, so you can talk to your husband in peace?"