Monday, May 9, 2011

Monster Monday - Hidden Dreamers of The Chaos Sphere

No. Enc.:1d6 
Alignment: Inimical
Movement: 120’ (40’)
Armor Class: 5
Hit Dice: 8
Attacks: 1
Damage: 1d6 or special
Morale: 10

"Pleasure to me is wonder—the unexplored, the unexpected, the thing that is hidden and the changeless thing that lurks behind superficial mutability. To trace the remote in the immediate; the eternal in the ephemeral; the past in the present; the infinite in the finite; these are to me the springs of delight and beauty."
— H.P. Lovecraft

The all-knowing Yavanas have been encountered by the forces of mankind at least three times within the 3rd Human Space Empire. They fly a chariot of the gods, any mythical self-moving aerial ship (sometimes serving as a seat or throne, sometimes self-moving and carrying its occupant through the air; other descriptions make the Vimana more like a house or palace, and one kind is said to be seven storeys high.) 
These mysterious planar beings are reputed to be from a gravity heavy world where the forces of reality warp & play with a sense of abandonment. The howling winds of the Outer Darkness whistle through the canyons of this world & have blinded these beings with dreams of the Great Old Ones. 
Only mad men & fools seek these beings out as they're knowledge of the forbidden is far superior to mankind. They're message of ever lasting peace is one of the silent grave as the secrets that they whisper no man should carry. Their eyes are the array of telepathically sensitive antennas clustered around the overly large ears that enable them to hear your thoughts before you have uttered a word. These antenna may release a shock of pure psychic rage that does 1d6 points of damage unless a save is made. '
    These creatures have been raiding many ships within human space for the last few centuries. They have been at war with a group of aliens known as the derro. There is very little hard evidence of their existence. Some point the works of someone named Shaver. An Ancient prophet  of sorts.
 There are horrors beyond horrors, and this was one of those nuclei of all dreamable hideousness which the cosmos saves to blast an accursed and unhappy few.
H.P. Lovecraft


  1. Very cool. The title alone is plenty evocative.

  2. Thanks Trey! I have to say that actually rifted off of your stuff here.

  3. Certainly the Scientists can't be wrong...


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