The Orc glances sideways at you, and then looks up, towards Bob. Bob gives him a smile. The Orc carefully takes his drink, and moves to a different table, as Bob slowly floats down from the cieling. He lands in the seat the orc had been occupying, and gestures for you to sit in the other chair, which has only recently appeared. If you look up, you notice that the table you had been sitting at is no longer there, replaced by a chandelier. "Now that is a difficult question, isn't it? It's been quite a long time since my..... well, I guess you could call it my creation." Bob seems to think for a moment. "Tell me, Mithias. Have you ever heard of the phenomenon Stigma?"