One of my treasured memories from late
high school was an after-hours trip to Baltimore’s Senator Theatre to see The Secret of Roan Inish, a film about
(spoilers) selkies, the sealfolk of Ireland.
The movie was gorgeous and magical and years later when someone
suggested “Fiona” for the name of my glorious mud-brown (that’s “gold” to you)
Toyota Corolla, I seized on it for TSoRI-related
reasons.
Holy crap, Pathfinder’s selkies are not
those selkies.
Normally I like it when Pathfinder errs
on the side of dark, especially with their fey (tooth fairies, anyone?) and
fey-adjacent creatures (like Pathfinder’s grim merfolk), but these selkies are
seriously dark.
So if you like your selkies to be
magical and whimsical and romantic and be able to slip in and out of their
sealskins like coats per the stories…well, use the swan maiden stats and adapt
them for a seal-woman. But if you want a
slavering, clawed shapechanger, one that is a trickster at best and a
remorseless predator at worst, Pathfinder’s selkie has you covered.
A
selkie on the picturesque coast of Lanx has a particular
fondness for luring watercolorists and other artists to watery deaths. Her modus operandi is to sit for seaside
portraits farther and farther out on the rocks until she is sure she has the
artist quite alone. Often, her seal-like
jaws lunging past his easel are the last thing the portraitist ever sees.
Cornered
by adaros, a selkie shifts into human form to
beg the aid of passing adventurers. If
they help her, she promises them a necklace of great value. In truth, she plans to lead them past a nest
of chickcharneys (see Isles of the
Shackles) to curse them with ill luck, then leave them for draugrs to
consume or slay them herself.
Cursed
with a peculiar form of lycanthropy, the marchioness of Kaer
Una becomes a bloodthirsty seal at the new moon and during autumn squalls. Her husband tries to keep her contained
during these episodes, going so far as to construct a pool for her (refreshed
daily by the high tide through a portcullis) within the curtain walls. Still, the noblewoman sometimes escapes, and
every family near Kaer Una knows of a child a selkie has slain. A hunter has discovered the marchioness’s
secret and has sworn to mount her hide to his wall.
—Pathfinder
Adventure Path #50 88–89 & Pathfinder
Bestiary 4 226
By not checking email/checking the
wrong accounts I apparently I missed some killer RPG sales in the last week—some
for me, some that I wanted to tell you guys about (like $2 Scarred Lands PDFs). Sorry guys!
Otakon is tomorrow! Anyone else going? Send me a note in the comments or at
dailybestiary [at] gmail [dot] com.
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