What if gods walked among men? What if there was regular traffic to and from Olympus (or,
more accurately, Canaan)? The
demigod-sired nephilim would be the result. And while I love the idea of a nearly divine race, nephilim
might serve for extraordinary individuals as well: Hercules. Gilgamesh. Cú Chulain. Sometimes you need a hero—or a villain
(Goliath)—who’s larger than life.
A nephilim warrior
labors under a curse of forgetfulness: no deed of his, however great, will
be remembered. Despite carrying
this burden for centuries, the injustice still rankles the proud champion. After saving a town from a flood, he is
outraged when a party of mortal heroes is credited with the deed, and he challenges
them to battle on the spot.
A climb up the
Daggertooth Escarpment leads to Ehurab, a literally larger-than-life nation
of where aasimars, intelligent ogres, and half-giants mingle with men. Nephilim noble families rule this
ancient kingdom. By tradition the
rival families are served by the red, blue, brass, and copper dragons that are
their steeds and symbols of office.
In Tappanon,
nephilim ronin wander ceaselessly with their foo dog or foo lion
companions. In the pyramid-studded
region of Djewaret, the nephilim there need no animal followers—they have the
falcon, crocodile, cat, ox, hippo, and scarab heads of their divine
forbears. And in the City of Steel
nephilim duel religiously, trading the customary longsword and spear for far
more exotic weapon combinations.
—Pathfinder Bestiary 3
200
Interestingly, I don’t see a Languages section for the
nephilim in print or online.
I’m ashamed to say pretty much everything I know about
Gilgamesh comes from one issue of Avengers
Spotlight I got in middle school—but that’s where the forgetfulness curse
came from.
For Forgotten Realms fans, Unther seems like the ideal place
to stash nephilim.
And thanks to syringesin and uwtartarus for weighing in
with comments yesterday!
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