My stereotype of fomorians is that they are warped, twisted
giants. That was certainly the
impression left by the 2e Monstrous
Manual at least, as well as some old Marvel
Comic Presents stories about the Celtic god Leir. But maybe that was pro-firbolg propaganda, because it
doesn't seem to be born out by the mythological record.
Pathfinder’s fomorian titans take a different tack. Instead of being malformed and hideous,
they are beautiful—so beautiful, in fact, that the gods couldn't bear to
destroy them, but locked them in all-concealing plate armor instead. But for all their beauty, they are
still chaotic evil, still deeply envious of the gods, still eager to create
life of their own, and still locked away in the forgotten corners of the
multiverse. They also are
particular effective against divine casters and imbued with mythic power,
making them among the most powerful and dangerous beings in existence.
A spider goddess
keeps a fomorian bodyguard shackled to her bedside. Even when she sends him across the
multiverse to do her bidding a strand of webbing trails behind him like a
leash. Adventurers who defeat the
titan and seize upon the string before the spider goddess notices his fate may
follow the strand all the way back to her inner sanctum deep in the Abyss.
Blinded in the war
with the gods (via a divine curse that defies even the titan’s powers of true seeing, heal, and wish), a
fomorian titan still rages at his defeat and maiming. Recently, new beings have come into his service, beings
whose honeyed words fill his spirit with a spark it hasn’t felt in
millennia. The blinded titan
believes the beings are einherjar, but they are actually kytons, led by an
eremite intent on savoring the pain of his grandest creation yet. The eremite keeps the fomorian drugged
so that the titan doesn't detect the flesh-rending modifications the eremite is
making to his armor, and when the titan does awaken in agony the kyton always
has a mortal target handy to send the titan to vent his rage upon.
Adventurers are
hauled before a court of demodands and made to stand trial for the crimes
of the gods. The trial is a farce
of course—the demodands hoot and holler from the gallery, the party’s aeon
council “speaks” only in metaphoric imagery, and the supposedly impartial taniniver
bailiff attacks them during recess.
Eventually the judge, a disguised fomorian, finds them guilty and casts
aside his robe to deliver the sentence of death by combat himself.
—Pathfinder Bestiary 4
261
Just a note: At time of writing, for some reason the fomorian titan doesn’t show up in the Bestiary 4 Monster Index on the PRD,
but it’s still there if you type in /titan.html
into the address bar.
At one point, I wrote this essay -- it's unpublished -- about the ossification of strategy related to fomorian titans. Have you ever been to New York City?
ReplyDeleteYou know, I just realized something: Is this titan an homage to the First and Forsaken Lion from Exalted? Which is another handsome guy punished by being sealed in black scary armor.
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