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Message: <blockquote data-quote="BLACKDIRGE" data-source="post: 475954" data-attributes="member: 1953">Myrgle, Gnoll Shaman Adept L6; med humanoid; AL NE; CR 6; age 49 (venerable)HD 2d8+6d6-7; hp 24; Init -1; Spd 30 ft; AC 13 (-1 Dex, +2 natural, +2 leather armor); BAB +4; Atk +4 melee or +3 ranged;SV Fort +5, Ref +2, Will +10;Str 10, Dex 08, Con 08, Int 16, Wis 18 (20), Cha 11(8th level stat bump, +1 to Int)Skills (30 points): Concentration +7 (6), Intimidate +3 (9), Knowledge (religion) +11 (14), Listen +1 (9), Spot +1 (9), Wilderness Lore +4 (9)Feats: Thrall to Demon (Yeenoghu), Willing Deformity, Deformity (gaunt)Languages: abyssal, common, gnollArmor: Leather Armor, +2 speed 30ft, 15 lbs.Weapons: Light Flail +1: Atk +5 melee, Dmg 1d8+1, crit x2Sling: Atk +3 ranged, Dmg 1d4, crit x2, range 50ftOther Gear: potion of cure light wounds (2), amulet of natural armor +1, pearl of power (1st level spells), scroll of death knell, cloak of resistance +1, symbol of Yeenoghu (magical holy symbol, grants +2 to Wis, +2 to intimidate checks, and allows the wielder to summon 1d8 dretches 1/week), wand of animate deadSpells: 3/4/2 (Save DC = 15 + spell level)Commonly Prepared Spells0 – cure minor wounds, detect magic, slash tongue1st – seething eye bite, cure light wounds (1d8+5), sleep, burning hands2nd – fangs of the vampire king, webIt has been nine long years and Myrgle is no closer to performing the Rite of the Breathless Dawn. The dark speech that the ritual requires is still beyond his comprehension and he struggles mightily each day to unlock its mystery. The only progress Myrgle has made in his quest for immortality is the completion of the terrible device that will transfer the stolen power of a hundred damned souls and transform him into an undead monstrosity. To accomplish this task the Red Claw tribe was aided by a number of commissioned Duergar stonemasons. The gray dwarves constructed one hundred stone tables surrounding a sunken pit lined with obsidian. The tables are designed to hold one humanoid immobile and each is connected to a sluice meant to empty the blood of a sacrificial victim into the stone pit. Once the stone pit is filled with blood Myrgle will immerse himself in the tainted fluid and utter the blasphemous words of the Rite of the Breathless dawn, if the rite is performed correctly Myrgle will be granted his wish.Foreseeing the day he will need one hundred tainted souls, Myrgle has begun to collect victims for the Rite of the Breathless Dawn. He has found a near endless supply of damned souls in the form of other gnoll tribes that inhabit the High Forest. Many of these other tribes worship Malar and therefore are even more suitable for sacrifice. The Red Claw tribe, bolstered by the unholy power of Yeenoghu, has destroyed or subjugated seven small gnoll tribes allowing Myrgle to begin collecting the sacrificial victims he needs. Knowing that it would be next to impossible to control one hundred gnolls bound for the sacrificial altar Myrgle has devised a truly horrible way of pacifying his intended sacrifices. The chosen victims first have their eyes removed, blinding them, and then their arms and legs are amputated to render them completely helpless. Through the quick application of healing spells, most of the horribly mutilated gnolls survive the process and are placed in special holding pens were they are kept alive until they are needed. Myrgle has managed to “harvest” 20 of these pathetic creatures so far and often sends the Red Claw warriors on special raiding parties to gather more. Recently Myrgle has had to assert his control with more force than he is accustomed to. The obvious deterioration of his body had led some in his tribe to believe that he was weak and vulnerable, but the tortured howls from the holding pens where two would be usurpers writhe in quadriplegic agony have convinced the rest of the tribe that Myrgle is destined to rule. Six gnoll zombies now serve Myrgle due to the magical wand he recovered off of a gnoll shaman of Malar he slew with his own hands.</blockquote>

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