Walking into your usual bar you're ready to have a few drinks, talk to a few friends, and have a good time... but you notice something is off, the usual ambiance of the bar has... changed. The bar tended to be filled with creatures of all species and types, a melting pot of faces, and yet today there seemed to be an excess of serpents all gown in Egyptian garb. Even the bartender, usually a broad chested bear, had been replaced by a massive grinning lizard man, dispensing decanters and pints as if he had always been there. You feel your foot slide back, your eyes flicking over the room, noting how the room seemed to be shifting even as you looked at it, the usual drab walls shifting to a gold stone, pillars forming around the room... and then you finally catch the voice.

Your eyes flick to the center of the room where a huge naga sat, his mouth moving and his words narrating the world about him, things shifting to meet his every word. "A humble drinking area fit for a Pharaoh, the serpentine servantsss for once allowed to relax their feet for a few minutes before they had to go back and work for their leader once more." You knew you had to leave, something was wrong here... and then the Naga saw you, the visor over his eyes glinted as his expression slid to a mischievous smirk. His mouth opened, and the speakers in his hood pulsed his words into the room, shaking your personal reality loose. "He had thought he would consider leaving, but he was already feeling the will of the servant boiling inside him. Now that he saw his pharaoh, it would have been a fool's errand to deny a part of him he never fully understood. He spent hours outside in the hot Egyptian sun, sweating for his pharaoh. but now came his favorite part of the day, retreating to the palace to offer tribute and personal service."

With the words you felt it come true, but the changes hardly clicked in your head as he looked down, your servant clothing clinging tight to your own scaled form, you blinked a few times and cocked your head as you tried to recall what was off... "Come join us, this is the best batch of wine yet!" one of your friends called out to you. Her face beaming as she swung around the heavy decanter, already slightly tipsy; you couldn't help but grin as you go to join them, all the while the Lord Pharaoh in the middle of the room continued to narrate, melting the world until it could finally fit into the mold he had in mind.

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Hey everyone, meet Jadir, the character I invented along with  DarkWitt, a big handsome naga with the ability to hypnotize with his voice, hence the speakers in his hood.

This ref sheet was made by the fantastic artist  Primodrago Roar

He's got quite the tongue on him, and I can assure that the stories he tell will knock your socks off... and likely the identity out of you. :3