Saturday, May 9, 2020

Cauthooj

Well, its been a while.
The global pandemic kinda drastically changed my rhytm of life, so beastfinder had to go on hold for a while - but I'm back now, and should start posting (semi)regularly again.

For the creature that opens this new season, we have the cauthooj. One of the first beasts to catch my eye in the first skim through the book, before i knew the system too well, two campaigns later this feathered asshole intrigues me at least as much. It seems hellbent on forcing parties to reconsider their tactics, which always makes for an interesting encounter.

Durdenshire was hit by a terrible tragedy - the many hobbits of the settlement often went missing in the woods. Luckily, a group of merry daredevils happened upon the quiet town, decided to help the poor fellows, and found the culprit - an eerie bird called a shrill shrike, that lurked on the outskirts of town and preyed upon the weak. The townsfolk asked the creature be delivered to them alive, so they may exact justice on their own terms. When the heroes left the town, the beast was scheduled to be publically beheaded.
Unfortunately, at the long-awaited beheading, the executioner's axe missed its mark, for the first time in the fifty years he has been on duty - instead, it hit his apprentice, standing a mere foot away.
The town took to this as an omen from dark gods, signifying that the bird is one of their chosen beasts, and have since let it reign free, and leave it sacrifices and offerings.
When the heroes return to the town, what they find is radically different from what they left. The beast obviously needs to be slain once for all, but how will the townsfolk react?

In the gladiator pits of Ghoulipoll, shrill shrikes free for alls are one of the most popular events. Dozens of mighty warriors are set upon each other... and then the hellish bird is released in their midst. While they more often then not try to cooperate to bring down the larger foe, the bird's redirection of attacks and telepathic abilities make short work of such temporary alliances. The inevitable backstabbing, be it of sound mind or directed by the bird's cries, is considered the highlight of the battle.

The Weeping Wetlands have always been an area most sane people avoid or outright consider to be cursed. Recently, a few people previously to be missing or dead, have returned from the swamp, and they all keep muttering things about the "feathery apocalypse" and "cracking the world-egg".
It is of note that the area is rumored to be home to a population of Puppet Master Birds intelligent enough to converse in common.

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