Intellect Devourer Controller (Basic Lore)
Intellect Devourer Controller (CR 14) |
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Pure Evil - Small - Aberration | |
Intellect Devourers look like a rounded fleshy mass, usually a glistening grey-pink, with four powerfully clawed legs holding it up. Savants who know such things claim that they look exactly like large human brains, torn from their skulls, with legs. They have no evident heads or eyes, no muscles or ribs or evidence of breath. It is obvious that they are very alien indeed.
Intellect Devourers are suspected of being from another Plane, although which it might be is speculative at best. What is known, is that Intellect Devourers possess weird, eldritch abilities, able to shrink and grow in size, project shimmering attacks like heat-waves in the air, and they are known for crawling into the dead and 'wearing' their bodies in a manner most horrid. Intellect Devourers are inimical to all life, but they particularly target sentient beings. They greatly relish those with the Spark, but they will attack and inhabit anything intelligent. In a pinch, they have even been known to attack and wear animals, but such things are apparently rare. If an Intellect Devourer attacks, kill it with sword and fire, because if you are defeated, your flesh will become the property of the...thing. Intellect Devourer Controllers are much larger and more dangerous than lesser Intellect Devourers, not least because of their ability to bind others to their awful alien will. They haunt ruins and wildernesses, dungeons and caves and swamps, all manner of semi-deserted places, where intelligent creatures go, but not often, and often alone. The size of a man, Controllers can attack in a massive wave of eldritch rays, or they can sneakily cause all manner of havoc by forcing others to act. If they are victorious in battle, they wear the bodies of their victims like horrific trophies, and revel in them in ways most unwholesome. Like other Intellect Devourers, Controllers delight in all manner of debauchery, and will frequently use their meat, when it is ending its useful fun, to attack settlements or outposts in search of more flesh to wear. |