Yet another undead creeps out of the pages of the Bestiary 4: the gholdako. Essentially a mummified cyclops, the
gholdako’s main ability brings one of the cyclops race’s greatest fears—blindness—home
to adventurers. The haloed dread
gholdakos are even more dangerous, inflicting paralysis with their bite, but
their presence indicates the potential for great riches, as they guard the
tombs of royalty. (Fortunately the
famous cyclops temper survives after death as well, making gholdakos easier to
enrage and trick than other guardian undead.)
Gholdakos are most interesting for the glimpse they give
into the past. A gholdako in
cyclops territory? Standard,
expected even. A gholdako where
you had no idea cyclopes existed?
Now that’s a mystery worth exploring. Where did they go?
Was necromancy a secret of their success or the cause of their
civilization’s decline? If this is
a cyclops’s tomb, there must be the remains of a city nearby, right? And if not,
why? Answering these questions is
how adventures are born.
A pirate chief has
made a deal with a gholdako—his men keep all outsiders off the island, and
the gholdako lets them use the ground level of his ancient temple complex. The pirate intends to betray the undead
cyclops, but not until he has a powerful enough cleric on hand to safely kill
the monstrosity. Should adventurers
be captured by the pirate chief, he might ally with them against the gholdako,
or the gholdako might serve as their jailer. This may spell trouble for any adventurers who speak
Timarian, as a Timarian famously once fooled the undead cyclops during his
mortal lifetime.
After defeating a
dread gholdako, adventurers make a startling discovery. Whereas the grave wrappings of the
other gholdakos in this tomb are covered in inscrutable glyphs, the dread
gholdako’s linens are covered in perfectly legible letters…and include the name
of the adventurer who delivered the killing blow. Given the cyclopes’ reputation for foresight, who knows what
message the dead giant might have for his murderer.
Adventurers on a
morlock hunt stumble upon a tomb guarded by a gholdako. Further investigation reveals a nation
of cave cyclopes and dread gholdako priests living below the morlock
warren. (In fact, predation by the
giants is one reason the morlocks haven’t left more of a mark on the
surface.) Adventurers might be
tempted to drive out or even exterminate these cave cyclopes…but doing so might
be a mistake. The cave cyclopes
have a complex religion that demands the regular blood sacrifice of a
human. (Fortunately morlocks
count.) Should the blood rites not
be performed, the dread gholdakos warn, “The sleeping great cyclopes will
awaken and devour all.”
—Isles of the Shackles
49 & Pathfinder Bestiary 4 125
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