Lyren continued to drink, and a brief glance in the wraith's direction proved to be all that was required to keep them at bay. Almost as if they could recognize the Living God for what they were by instinct alone. With that problem taken care of, they set their mug down and summoned a board onto the table, before launching into what could be best described as a very incomprehensible and intricate version of chess. Seemingly against some unseen force, or perhaps themselves.