Despite its apparently placid, bovine demeanor, the werezebu
is a fearsome—nah, I’m kidding.
We’re done with lycanthropes for a while.
Introduced by Greg Vaughan in the Inner Sea Bestiary, the whirlmaw looks like a mynock from Hell, all
sawlike mouth and wings and little else.
But instead of power cables, the whirlmaw eats people.
Everything else you need to know—aside from their gemlike,
possibly fire-resistant eyes—is summed up as follows: “The skeletal remains of
whirlmaws' victims can be identified by the suspiciously circular sections of
their torsos missing where the creatures burrowed through and consumed the
flesh, bone, and organs in their entirety.” And they can spot you a mile away. Better roll for initiative.
Whirlmaws are primarily found in deserts and canyons, but given
their outlandish appearance I could just as easily see them underground, in the
darkest forests, and in the wilds of space.
Tales of whirlmaws
have been trickling out of the deep desert for years, but the caliph scoffed at
them. He changed his tune when his
own prize hippogriff herd fell victim to the aberrations. Now he needs brave
souls to ride replacement steeds in the (often-lethal) Belltower Circuit, as
well as exterminate the whirlmaw threat.
Some unscrupulous
dwarves begin selling “whirl beryls,” and the local alchemists quickly buy
up the lot. As demand grows, the
dwarves begin recruiting prospectors to mine for the gems. Trade increases, but strangely the
miners never return.
An
adventuring party is captured by raiders and stowed in the hold of
their sunship. Then drake-like
elementals set the sunship’s lightfoils aflame, sending it spiraling down to
the desert planet below. The party
must then figure out a way to get off this desolate rock. If they attempt to repair the ship,
they have to ally with or defeat the pirates. If they set one foot outside, they have to contend with
scorching days, freezing nights, and flights of ravenous whirlmaws.
—Inner Sea Bestiary
60
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