You found Alpha sitting on the couch in the common room of the Ghoul Den, angrily clicking through different channels on the TV. A cloud of smoke was already beginning to form around him, his obvious anger or annoyance provoking his fiery magic. He didn’t acknowledge your presence, only glancing at you from the corners of his eyes, before turning back to the TV. He was certainly pissed off about something, though you could only wonder what it was this time.