Kruz'Iik sighed mentally. Sure, he had no real problem with showing Wise his true appearance, but after spending so much time on the surface, he knew that he was being tracked from the shadows by individuals too curious for their own good. Bounty hunters, curious wizards, intellectuals who wanted to poke and pry. He welcomed the intellectuals, however.
Their minds were the most delicious, after all.
Hesitantly, he pulled his hood back, revealing his face. His void black eyes shimmered with small specks of light, giving them the appearance of the night sky as he regarded Wise with caution. His skin was flushed a defensive shade of brown, and his facial tentacles probes at the air. "My race is of no concern to you. Besides, that is information I'm not keen on sharing." He said. His voice didn't seem to come from him, but rather the surrounding area. It drifted in through the cracked open door, from among the bookshelves, and from within Wise himself.