Re: CPD VS GCD

From: Stewart Stansfield <stu_stansfield_at_DZyUHR-L4h4KUwmVUQTx-TydXaPJtl-H3Ts0aE0BEZowx8mf954pF_VBEoCBz>
Date: Tue, 27 Sep 2005 07:08:57 -0000


Actually, I don't think the GCD were *that* G (albeit probably for D); perhaps more great troll-sized.

I did come up with a giant chaos duck for my game, back in 2003 or so, though: the Chaoskeet. I never actually finished the stats
(d'oh, it's HeroQuest--who fuck'n cares), but here is the write-up.

(for interest its abilities were: Chaos Claw Fighting, Hideous
Squawk, Large, Menacing Waddle, Sense Intruder, Slow, Stupid)

CHAOSKEET Anas Atrox

Roghran Bilebill was held to be one of the greatest durulz adventurers of the ages past. Slave, warrior, general, civic councillor: he had been them all. Few could resist his sword, fewer still his amorous advances. His tales were those of falchion and flesh, his journeys perilous and far-reaching. On one of these many adventures too numerous too mention—his last, actually—he ventured into the squirming maw of Ginijji, in search of treasures plundered by the hordes of Chaos. There he was ensorcelled by the mighty Garag Vruhl, undying Spiritlord of Kajayappa the Devil-Dog, the Chaosspawned  brother of Vanchite Jajagappa.

Using eldritch lore long lost to the Lozenge, Garag Vruhl summoned the demonic spirit allies of the Devil-Dog. Their ethereal tendrils tore at Roghran's essential spiritual soul and inhabited his corporal shell. Having at last found a new home to wreak their horrors, they tortured and twisted his durulz body into a hideous yet gigantic shade of its former self. The blood of thousands fed its power, and the Chaoskeet followed Garag Vruhl on the invasion of the Far Place that became known as the First Chaos Breaking.

The hordes of Chaos were defeated by the Righteous Wind, but at great cost. Many were the beasts that were not slain, not pursued back to the hells of their realm. The Chaoskeet was one of these horrors. In its ravagings it fought against the warriors of clan of Baranthos Black-Hare, then of the Tovtaros. Two score and six of their warriors he slew, ere he was tricked by the cunning Baranthosi into the deepest recesses of their burrow-like steads. They were tired by their travails, and lacked the strength to finish this evil once and for all. So there they trapped the chaos monstrosity, and lay content in their belief that he was sealed away in the lower tunnels. These they guarded with strong hafts and powerful magic, and named forevermore the Warrens of Woe.

Some say that not all managed to flee the lower tunnels in time, and that whole families were trapped with this evil. On bale nights illfavoured  fellows whisper that when the fiend had tired of devouring the clansfolk, he allowed them to give him worship, as an unholy god. That the remnants of Baranthosi so entombed have since fallen into feral savagery, and with their bloodied nails dug small pathways out of the Warrens of Woe, so as to steal lambs and babies to sacrifice on their cruel altars.

Only one Chaoskeet is known to exist in Dragon Pass, but—worryingly— there could be more. When Quackbeth of Hueymakt bravely led the Pinfeather Gang into the deepest festering depths of Snakepipe Hollow—some argue it was because they got lost—they came across Garag Vruhl's bone wrought tower. Though they fought courageously, they were thrown into Vruhl's dungeons, where they awaited the horrid ritual that would turn Quackbeth, Redcrest, Hobbs, Dodger and Pondzilla into a microhorde of new Chaoskeets! The durulz heroes only escaped with the aid of a sneering whippetkin turncoat, Z'grarrek Raspbark.

Raspbark freed the ducks, and used them to steal the bile-scribed, skinformed scroll of Garag Vruhl's that held the Chaoskeet creation ritual. Naturally Raspbark wished to use the scroll to turn the durulz into his own posse of Chaoskeets, but he was somewhat incompetent, and fled with his tail between his legs as soon as the Pinfeather Gang got wind of what was up. He took the scroll with him, but of its fate few can tell. A broo of Raspbark's manner and appearance was reported killed in ruins of Dunorl's Broch, high in the Lost Woods of Far Point, though his slayers found no scroll.

A Chaoskeet is a horror beyond words. Those paltrily talented souls that would dare give literary form to this behemoth would describe it as a giant, penguin-like mass, with crab-claws and a plumage of putrescently coloured feathers as hard as living rock. It lives only for slaughter, and sounding its devilrous wail charges against any and all that cross its path. Its crab-like pincers can chop a man in two, though a Chaoskeet usually prefers to just pick up a foe and wave him about a lot. Captured foes are roasted by its flaming breath and swallowed whole.

Cheerio,

Stu.            

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