Do Githzerai lay eggs?

[moritheil]

Concur. This includes some MM creatures in their entirety (mimic, rust monster, ethereal filcher, digester...).

Many of those exist for metagame reasons, to aid the DM.

 

[Gez]

I can see the existence of mimic as justified, not by anything resembling normal or magical evolution, but as magical creations. They're perfect thief traps. You can put a room with 8 mimics and one genuine chest. You know which is the correct chest, but an intruder wouldn't.

 

[I'm A Banana]

Not to mention all those poor egg-laying sorcerers...

In the middle of an adventure, our Intreped Heroes are Deep Underground.....
Lidda, Jozan, Tordek, and Hennet....

They wake up in the early morning to a squeal from the sorcerer....

Hennet: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
Tordek: (jumping to attention, grabbing his axe) Wha? Eh? What's the problem, thar, kiddo?
Hennet: (incoherent and hopping from foot to foot, pointing at his sleeping bag) EEE! EEE!
Tordek: What is it? Some fiendish rot grub or something put in yer sleepin' bag?
Lidda: (looking between Hennet's dancing legs, shocked) It's an egg....
Jozan: A what now?
Lidda: An egg....Hennet, where did you get an egg?
Hennet: (picking it up) I DID IT! I DID IT! YAAAAY!
Jozan: Hey, congratulations man, nice job....what did you do?
Hennet: I laid it! Everybody, this is such a grand occasion. I'm going to have a child!
Tordek: Ye laid it?
Hennet: YEAH! Isn't it great?! Oh, wow, this is the day that every little sorcerer dreams of!
Lidda: (skeptically) Every sorcerer dreams of laying eggs?
Hennet: You don't understand! This is my son or daughter or....this is my egg! My offspring! The little creature who will hatch and be my child!
Lidda: You're joking, right?
Tordek: What in the name of me father's axe *are* ye, lad?!
Jozan: Aww, that's sweet, what are you going to name it?
Hennet: I think I'll call it Buckles! Yes, my child, Buckles!
Jozan: (enthusiasticlaly) 's a fitting name!
Tordek: Laddie, I....I dinna know what te say! What....how.....why......
Lidda: Yeah, that's.....wow.....man....
Jozan: Mind if I baptize it into the world, Hennet?
Hennet: I'd be honored, my friend!
Tordek: Jozan! Yer gonna....bless this....event?
Jozan: I don't see why not, I do it for the people back home..(performing the ritual) I hearby annoint thee in the name of the Sun, as Buckles, son...or...daughter....of Hennet, Sorcerer Extraordinaire! *applaudes*
*no one else claps*
*Hennet beams*
Jozan: Right...okay, now that that's over, I'm gonna go prepare my spells...
*exit Jozan*
Hennet: (talking to the egg) OOOH! That cultist we slayed yesterday had the *CUTEST* little sash! I could wrap you up in it and you'd be all TOASTY warm for when you hatch!
Lidda: That thing's gonna hatch?!
Tordek: (in awe) ...what d'ye think will come out?!
*Ignoring them, Hennet skips back down the passageway, whistling; exit*
Lidda: Tordek, old pal, that just proves what you've said all along. Spellcasters are freakin' weird, man.
Tordek: Aye, but I dinnae know *how* wierd....
Lidda: (slyly, plotting) Weird enough to lay me tomorrow's omlette in their sleep, I guess...
Tordek: (still in awe) Aye, I'll help ye cook the wee monstrosity....

 

[glass]

It's like the bit in 2e that Mummies are undead powered by Positive Energy instead of negative and that mummy rot was an infestation of too much positive energy, it just made absolutely no sense so everybody I knew ignored it.

(emphasis mine)

To the best of my knowledge though, there have been no 3(.5)E sources that say mummies use positive energy, and plenty of inferences that they're negative energy creatures.

For one thing, mummies are still healed by negative energy, and harmed by positive energy. Likewise, we have a sort of "positive energy undead" with the Deathless type, and the mummies don't exhibit any qualities of that.

For more on this topic, check out Mongoose Publishing's The Slayer's Guide to Undead, written by (Jon Creffield and) Gary Gygax himself (or in this case, Zagig the Mad Archmage himself), where he comes down pretty hard against the idea of positive energy mummies (the sidebar on page 47).

Who are you arguing with, exactly?


glass.

 

[Soel]

I kinda like the egg-laying bits. I have always wanted to play up the Gith's as more alien. Plus, what cha pc's gonna do when they run into some black market package that contains nothing but some odd looking eggs...

 

[Gez]

In the middle of an adventure, our Intreped Heroes are Deep Underground.....
Lidda, Jozan, Tordek, and Hennet....

They wake up in the early morning to a squeal from the sorcerer....

Hennet: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
Tordek: (jumping to attention, grabbing his axe) Wha? Eh? What's the problem, thar, kiddo?
Hennet: (incoherent and hopping from foot to foot, pointing at his sleeping bag) EEE! EEE!
Tordek: What is it? Some fiendish rot grub or something put in yer sleepin' bag?
Lidda: (looking between Hennet's dancing legs, shocked) It's an egg....
Jozan: A what now?
Lidda: An egg....Hennet, where did you get an egg?
Hennet: (picking it up) I DID IT! I DID IT! YAAAAY!
Jozan: Hey, congratulations man, nice job....what did you do?
Hennet: I laid it! Everybody, this is such a grand occasion. I'm going to have a child!
Tordek: Ye laid it?
Hennet: YEAH! Isn't it great?! Oh, wow, this is the day that every little sorcerer dreams of!
Lidda: (skeptically) Every sorcerer dreams of laying eggs?
Hennet: You don't understand! This is my son or daughter or....this is my egg! My offspring! The little creature who will hatch and be my child!
Lidda: You're joking, right?
Tordek: What in the name of me father's axe *are* ye, lad?!
Jozan: Aww, that's sweet, what are you going to name it?
Hennet: I think I'll call it Buckles! Yes, my child, Buckles!
Jozan: (enthusiasticlaly) 's a fitting name!
Tordek: Laddie, I....I dinna know what te say! What....how.....why......
Lidda: Yeah, that's.....wow.....man....
Jozan: Mind if I baptize it into the world, Hennet?
Hennet: I'd be honored, my friend!
Tordek: Jozan! Yer gonna....bless this....event?
Jozan: I don't see why not, I do it for the people back home..(performing the ritual) I hearby annoint thee in the name of the Sun, as Buckles, son...or...daughter....of Hennet, Sorcerer Extraordinaire! *applaudes*
*no one else claps*
*Hennet beams*
Jozan: Right...okay, now that that's over, I'm gonna go prepare my spells...
*exit Jozan*
Hennet: (talking to the egg) OOOH! That cultist we slayed yesterday had the *CUTEST* little sash! I could wrap you up in it and you'd be all TOASTY warm for when you hatch!
Lidda: That thing's gonna hatch?!
Tordek: (in awe) ...what d'ye think will come out?!
*Ignoring them, Hennet skips back down the passageway, whistling; exit*
Lidda: Tordek, old pal, that just proves what you've said all along. Spellcasters are freakin' weird, man.
Tordek: Aye, but I dinnae know *how* wierd....
Lidda: (slyly, plotting) Weird enough to lay me tomorrow's omlette in their sleep, I guess...
Tordek: (still in awe) Aye, I'll help ye cook the wee monstrosity....

 

[somekindofjerk]

I remember the bit about egglaying githyanki from planescape. I'd always assumed that the same went for githzerai (though some might not, what with them setting up kip on limbo of all places). Why do they lay eggs despite being mostly humanoid? IMC, when the ilithids arrived from the future they brought slaves pieced together from whatever stock thye had lyng around (some mamalian, some reptilian). Or maybe they're very advanced monotremes or theraspids. I dunno, go nuts.

Monotremata Kollikodontidae Githys, subspecies Githyanki and Zerthimoni
huzzah for having too much time on one's hands!

 

[Gez]

I'll point out that pegasi and hippogriffs lay eggs, too, while the part of them that bears young and give birth is completely equine.

If D&D can have egg-laying horse-like animals, why not egg-laying human-like people?

 

[S'mon]

Pegasi laying eggs? That's silly too.

Edit: In conclusion, when game authors write silly stuff, just ignore them.

 

[somekindofjerk]

Pegasi laying eggs? That's silly too.

Edit: In conclusion, when game authors write silly stuff, just ignore them.

Silly like a fox! An egg-laying fox.