The hair on the back of your neck stands on end as the warmth from the room vanishes. A lone figure, standing as tall as an average man, stares at you from behind red eyes. Tentacles cover it's face and the black, skin-tight vestments it's wearing cling to it's form like flesh. You notice a glimmer in it's dreadful eye before a voice fills your head, "My don't you look tasty." Instinct: To rule through destruction

• Powerful spellcaster
• Decimate mind with psychic powers
• Grab hold with tentacles and remove the brain
• Read mind