(Illustration by Rogier van de Beek comes from the artist’s DeviantArt page and is © Paizo Publishing.)
Inspired by the gean cánach or “love talker” from Irish mythology, Pathfinder’s gancanagh got
upgraded from fey to azata. Unlike many
outsiders though, at CR 4 he’s easy to insert into even a low-level
adventure. Any number of jilted lovers,
jealous husbands, and irate fathers or magistrates might hire adventurers to
take revenge on a gancanagh…and what will they do when they find out that he’s
not only a good guy, but a guy for Good?
(Moreover, just how
far are they willing to go to get the stat boost from the gancanagh’s
Invigorating Passion (Su) ability?
Wouldst thou hit that for a Hit Die?)
Gancanaghs typically
woo shepherdesses and milkmaids.
Iefan of the Silver Glade wooed the head of the Inquisition instead…and
when he ended the affair to pursue another woman, she took it poorly. As a luckless adventuring party is currently
under the High Inquisitrix’s thumb—they were caught stopping a witch-burning
and their paladin has been threatened with censure—it becomes their job to
round up the azata before he slips away to Elysium.
The lizardfolk of the
Sword Reach are accomplished sailors and whalers despite their cold
blood. One, the white-scaled Griznak, is
never to be seen without his pipe, which he says he carved from the thighbone
of a living frost giant. In truth, he stole the pipe from a gancanagh…and now
that the azata is back on the Sword Reach after questing in Ettinhope, he wants
his pipe back.
Determined to take down
the sorcerer-bishop of Axburg, adventurers seek to learn more of the
bishop’s crimes by freeing his hated rival.
Known only as “the Elf in Irons,” the renowned swashbuckler has been
locked in a tower for 15 years. In truth
the imprisoned “Elf” is no less than a gancanagh. But years of being bound in a mask of cold
iron in a cell lit by smoky braziers have rendered the azata quite mad, and he
attempts to kill his would-be rescuers.
—Pathfinder Bestiary
5 38
Since one of the reasons we know about the gancanagh is through
Mr. William Butler Yeats, now is the time where I point out I took my senior
yearbook photo at Yeats’s grave.
Pretentious much?
(It was a sweet photo, though.)
Last night’s radio show! No big theme, no magical arc,
just two hours of solid tunes. Stream/download it now through Monday,
9/26, at midnight.
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ReplyDeleteA broader comment, I love what you do on this site. Keep up the good work! ^_^
Augh! I forgot the picture. (I was really tired last night.) And because Blogger sucks I can't go back and fix it. For the record, it's here.
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