The smallest of the divs, dorus are little more than
floating heads. But divs are all
about ruination…and to ruin, all you really need are a pair of eyes, a pair of
ears, and a mouth whispering the right foul words. Appropriate, then, that dorus are obsessed with secrets (the
promise of which being the reason they are so often pressed into service as
familiars) and spread pain through lies, exaggeration, and the power of suggestion.
A doru has teamed up
with a gang of tooth fairies to prowl the city streets, pairing the div’s
stronger magic with the fairies’ speed and cunning. The doru uses the fairies to threaten secrets out of his
victims—if they refuse to divulge, he lets the fey go to work. Of course, if the secrets he learns are
especially juicy, he lets the fey go to work anyway. After all, toothless gums have a much harder time telling
what they know…
Manfred of Orm was a black-hearted
but confident student of magic in his apprentice years. When he returned for graduate studies,
he used the Collegium’s cold iron summoning circle to bind a doru
familiar. So publicly taming the
outsider won him repute, but months of his servant’s whispers, insinuations and
prodding have left the once easygoing man a suspicious and scheming
wretch. When adventurers come to
town to peruse the Collegium’s library, Manfred is convinced they are plotting
to replace him and attempts to eliminate the spellcasters one by one.
Jealous of her
comelier rivals, a noblewoman uses various ruses to abduct, imprison, and
eventually behead them. The doru
Ablavad thinks this is great fun, and he eagerly guards her collection of heads
while ruminating over the secrets the desperate and Wisdom-sapped girls shared
with him during their confinement.
Meanwhile, Ablavad’s master, an aghash, is prepping the noblewoman for
ever-greater acts of despoliation.
—Pathfinder #19
80–81 & Pathfinder Bestiary 3 84
I’ve gently poked at Ed Greenwood before for his love of
undead, floating eyeballs, and especially floating skulls…but given my
obsession with vargouilles, beheaded, and now dorus, I suppose I’m just as bad.
By the way, you can find a hair more on the doru in Pathfinder #19: Howl of the Carrion King.
Looking for the dodo? We covered it with other exotic
familiars back here.
Thanksgiving at The
New Indie Canon means Thanksgiving songs! (Of which there are two, and one of them is “Alice’s
Restaurant Massacre.”) It was also
the 20th anniversary of Pearl Jam’s Vitalogy. Tune in!
(By the way, the feed cut off the first song, Manchester
Orchestra’s very nice “Girl Harbor.” Show link good till Friday, 12/5, at
midnight.)
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