Kalkral cackled twirling his scepter. "Really, its a hoot! So, whos up? Whos gonna guess what I am!? Why am I here? What am I doing here!?" Isa flinched, as the Dragonborn seemed to be overtaken by some chaotic hysterical emotion there, different from his normal madness. He didn't want to play his game, but it was really the only way out, as Isa was alone here. He took a breath. "I think you're someone who thinks they're the last Dragonborn. Who wants to recreate a world by Draginborn for Dragonborn." Kalkral sighed. "Tsk tsk. So close bud. Wrong!!