When your most recent master fell on hard times, he sold many of his slaves to the city government, and as luck would have it, a recent opportunity to earn your freedom has manifested. Some of those masters were cruel, others kindly. Remember this when their laughter haunts your steps.Įarning Your Freedom: You’ve been a slave your whole life, and have passed from master to master more times than you can count. Gnolls are among the first abominations, and their death is a blessing. And somewhere in the madness between the stars, the Mother of Perversion and the Mistress of Insanity still laughs her wicked laugh, as her ravening spawn, the bone gnawers and carrion eaters, grow fat off our flesh. Surely, they are to be despised by any sane god, and so we make ceaseless war on those who seek to feed on the bodies of heroes and innocents. And the demon queen delighted in her own perversion and reveled in these monsters’ terrible howling songs.īorn of devastation, and insanity, and the corrupt of soul, the man-beasts spread upon the world, and where they prowled they indulged in their hunger for murdered flesh. Of those louse-ridden beastmen rose the first gnolls, half-hyenas who love the stench of carrion and praise each corpse as an offering to their dark mother. Tothese cannibals she led packs of hyenas, and their ways became as one. In those black days when all the land was covered with death and all the air stank, she watched as a few tribes of men, her followers and devout worshipers, ate the flesh of corpses as the crowsdid,pluckingouteyes,savoringthebloodiestcuts. Watched Lamashtu, the Mother of Monsters, and she heard the base things cry. Yet in the dark, delighting in the destruction god’s slaughter, Glorious destruction shall never cease nor slow!” Give us! Please, destroy the people of the earth more slowly.” “What?” shouted Rovagug, in a voice that toppled pillars.
“You destroy and maim too quickly!” they cried. Crows, maggots, beetles, worms, and the other crawling things of the earth complained to Rovagug. In the beginning, when Rovagug perfected the way of destruction, the lands were littered with the dead.
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