Lichter sat opposite the man that introduced himself as both Vish and Gabriel, the small table placing the croc-man’s snout mere inches from the dark-skinned man’s face.

A scantly dressed woman had shown them to their table which is when they both realised that this wing of the bar was not a quiet section for chit chat but rather where the bar catered to individuals that enjoyed near naked women paraded around during their drinks. Neither Lichter nor Vish/Gabriel seemed to mind.

“So, you’re a giant Crocodile” Vish stated, it was not a question, if it had been the only thing he got in response was the Kkyrunnig blinking a giant golden eyeball at him.

Lichter for his part was more focused on simply trying to focus on something. His poor vision was normally an issue for him, however this time he had a stranger jabbering on at his front to take in, a low hanging lantern over the table near blinding him, a beer tankard to grab on the table and a few booths away from them a rather raunchy act that involved a bar maid sat in a barrel half full of beer. She was taking proffered tankards from the rowdy table, descending into the barrel, pulling off an item of clothing, then ascending with a full beer. It was pretty hard for Lichter to ignore.

Vish leaned in and clicked his fingers by the Kkyrunnig’s head, the vacant expression did not change much but he had to dodge back as the snout was swung round to face him.

“and Figo said you guys were intelligent” Vish said disappointedly, he took a long sip from his beer as Lichter, deciding he was bored with the conversation slapped a meaty arm around on the table until he found his tankard and accidently swallowed it as he took a swig. The Croc-man’s tongue poked at the run off that poured out from his jaw and he returned his attentions to the beer barrel stripper who was now just a leg protruding provocatively from the barrel with a pair of knickers held between the toes.

“Well I guess this will be easy then” Vish said and settled back in his chair.

Little did Lichter know that the man sitting opposite him was the last known of his kind. The possessor of a shamanistic power capable of tapping into another’s mind, manipulating and moving the psyche of an individual. Distorting their reality and switching their body with that of another. He was also a massive arsehole.

Currently he was debating what inanimate object to place Lichter’s soul into.

However, …

Little did Vish (definitely not Gabriel) know Lichter, a Kkyrunnig was one of few, if not the only species with a very distinctly unique defence against the mind mappers magics. That being he had a second brain. Not that either of Lichter’s minds were particularly bright but where one part controlled his general ability to function and his personality another side was the subconscious animalistic qualities such as hunger, aggression and rather unfortunately for Vish who placed a thumb and forefinger onto the unaware Crocodile-Mans head and tapped into this half of his mentality, it controlled Lichter’s sexual desire.

“Well shit, that is amazing” Vish said as he was done tugging haphazardly on various mental threads he found inside Lichter’s soul. He looked at the Croc-man who was still staring off into the middle distance fully content that he had pulled raw anger forward enough to leave the Kkyrunnig a jabbering mess for a few minutes until he calmed down. Vish waved a hand in front of Lichter’s eyes and the pupils went wide as he tried to focus better on what he was staring at.

“I have to show the guys this, wait there!” Vish said and jostled of with a giggle and bounce in his step.

Lichter barely registered the other man moving, he was boring him anyway. But a free drink was a free drink. Instead Lichter was intently focused on the stripper in the beer barrel. Her act was concluded but she was still at the table topping up beer steins with the beer she had been standing in for a while now. Good thing the patrons were already drunk and distracted or they would likely have complained about the taste of their drinks. She looked bored and had stopped bothering to interact with the adventuring group that hired her, just issuing shrill laughs at whatever they said.

She ducked back into the barrel with an empty tankard and Lichter felt himself stand up. He was moving over to the table. His aggravated animal senses spurring him onward.

Beer, Boobs and a good fight he thought what could be better and with a shocking speed he buried his face into the barrel, loping tongue working around the terrified lady to the beer around her. One of the adventurers broke a mace over his back. Lichter grabbed at them and swaying his head round which now had a barrel of beer plus nude performer stuck firmly on it, he toppled the table and its occupants with a mighty thud which was surely heard throughout the bar.