A large shadow falls over the courtyard as a massive, sloshing oak barrel flies overhead. The barrel crashes down with a thunderous bang and crashes into one of the walls of the Citadel. A small figure leaps from atop the barrel, and runs toward Angel with a curious waddling gait. When the figure finally becomes clear, it is revealed to be a penguin, dressed in a ridiculous pirate costume, complete with feather plumed hat, tattered seaman's jacket, rose-lensed goggles, and a wooden toy sword.
"D'arr! I be Cap'n Penguin! Welcome teh' th' Citadel! Have a spot o' grog!" he shouts enthusiastically, tossing Luke a mug of salty, green, bubbly, foamy grog. "Here in the wonderful burnin' desert o' Boise, Idaho, it be early fall, an' feelin' fine!"