The two figures lumbered through the village, barely lit by the setting sun.

"That was some decent work we did today, human," Kaber said.

"I feel pain in places I didn't realize I could feel pain..." Gyll moaned, looking around the town as he walked.

"Where are we going anyway?" Asked Gyll.

"Well, after a day of hard work, a man deserves a nice drink," Kaber replied.

Before the two men was a large hut, it had no walls, instead, it had what looked like tables surrounding the centre. In the middle was a large cauldron made of stones, big and small.

The two men sat at a table, the seats were slices of logs placed on large rocks.

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The lizardman in the middle shot a look of anger at Gyll before approaching him.

"Look who it is, it's the-" the lizard man's insult was cut short by Kaber speaking.

"person who came here with his work buddy for a drink, yes." Kaber eyed the much larger lizard man before bringing them a wooden cup of orange liquid.

Kaber picked up his cup and gulped down the thick liquid.

Gyll eyed the liquid, it looked like honey, but darker.

"What is it?" asked Kaber.

"Oh, it's nothing I just.." Gyll began.

"Don't tell me... you never drank booze before, did you?" Kaber said trying to hold back his laughter. but failing to hold back his smug expression.

Gyll's face turned red as he tightened his grip around the cup and drank the liquid in a single gulp, before falling flat on the table.

The whole place was silent.

"Human.. are you..." Kaber moved his hand over to Gyll's shoulder, a look of concern on his face.

The world became a blur as the Human fell back off his chair and onto the muddy floor.