You sat across from your cherub 'friend', Caliborn. You two were playing chess. He had his green hands clasped under his green skull head, planning out his next move on the chessboard. A toothy grin spread across his face, as he managed to checkmate you, again, for the fifth time in a row. He let out a laugh. "Gog, Human! You are not good at this at all! You loser." He sneered, pointing his finger in your face. "Lets go again! You set up the board." He leaned back in his chair. He glared at you, impatiently waiting for you to set up the board again.