Deep in the dark cold caves I was born in a brood and tended by dominated
slaves, life was grand. Mostly my life was normal, but a stranger appeared
from an underworld pustule.
As a young creature a demon brought me the preserved brain of a powerful
illusionist. Sustenance for body and mind, hungered for power and alliance.
This offering came with untold consequences and side effects.
Next thing I knew, leaving the comfort of my home, killing for power, and
moving a demonic agenda. Without any comprehension of this push, I know I
am the tip of the spear.
Description:
This creature's skin looks glossy, slick, like a freshly born horse stuck
in that state of filth. It is humanoid but very alien. Fingers are
horrifically long, ending in claws that spark like chattering teeth as claws
rapidly tap each other. Head is elongated and sunken on the sides. Eyes
are tiny black beads with no apparent eyelids. No nose, just holes that
seamlessly close. Mouth is also unseen as tentacles drape from where the
mouth should be. A skin rolls over the eyes like a second lens, this must
be blinking. Malformed or natural, this slimy creature is a thing of
nightmares.