"I say you better take a deep breath." He smiles, and picks up the mug. "My only downside is your gut can physically hold more then mine. Bring it on, Borthric." He smiles, noticing Borthric's reaction to his devilborn traits. "I've never been outdrunken before, and [i]I don't plan to end that score now![/i]" He seems almost fanatic now, his grin lopsided and crazed. His eyes haven't stopped softly glowing, but he doesn't seem to notice. He lifts the mug in a salute, and begins draining it, taking quick, rapid gulps. The more he drinks, the physically brighter his eyes get.