Vorgoth folds his arms and sighs at the prolonged silence in the room and breaks it by saying "well, how about both." he reaches in his belt pouch and pulls out a small ball of ectoplasm and presses it against his chest; it then spreads quickly and his skin seems to blend into the background. " i would say turn me invisible, but if they have a way of seeing through it then they'll become suspicious, this way i'll have a better chance of moving inconspicuously." "if im lucky enough they'll just dismiss me as an illusion." "use your crystal ball if you wish, i trust me own eyes more than arcane means." "anyone care to join me? A lone stranger walking down the street arowses more interest than two engaged in conversation.'