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Maldrith, the Blood-Bound (CR 10, Large Monstrosity) & Sidequest: "The Beast Below the Monastery"

Looking for a different kind of Halloween one shot this weekend?

Beneath the Monastery of the Candescent Word, something old is stirring. The monks hear claws scraping through the stone at night, and the seal that once held the creature below is breaking. The last knight who faced it left his blade in the beast’s heart, but his magic is fading fast.

This side quest is designed for 6–7th level parties to add a bit of tension, mystery, and a slow descent into a remote monastery. And if you’re not running a Halloween session, the statblock still works perfectly for a deadly, mutated lycanthrope encounter with heavy Dark Souls energy.

Whether you use this as a short, spooky detour in your campaign, an entire horror arc, or a standalone one shot, tag a DM who may find it useful for this weekend's session, or tell me how you plan on terrifying your players this Halloween!

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October Monster a Day 10/31/23

Sym'bluhns BBEG Aberration

A tick buried into the skin of reality, Sym'bluhns superficially resembles a giant, bloodsucking insect. Scabrous flesh covers the sides of its bloated, purple abdomen of gelatinous goo and quivering hairs as tall as a halfling. Sym'bluhns’ axe-like head always bears eight porcelain masks arranged five and three on the two halves of the head. These masks are ever-changing based on the thing’s needs or when it ‘gifts’ one to a creature. A pair of claws hang from its body, similar to lobster’s weapons but also made from leathery meat. When hungry, a sinuous tendril with a tooth-lined gullet slithers from its center mass and plunges into its prey.

Sym'bluhns’ feeds on both living things' liquids and their sanity. It appears to only want to eat most of the time but clearly has other inscrutable plans for the real world. The masks it produces can be fused with other creature’s faces, dominating their will to serve the aberration’s needs. Sometimes this is to simply bring it food, other times uncanny artifacts and strange stones. Cultists that fall under the Elder Tick’s sway cover their faces with stylized masks as well, the most fanatic anchoring them to their skulls. They seek to summon Sym'bluhns into material plan, so it may glut and bring a discordant existence to all.

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Featuring six level 11 characters and a brand new class, The Dread Lord's Talisman is a 5th edition compatible, horror module written by Chris McAuley and Nell Quinn-Gibney.

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Records from Charnel House

No one quite recalls what the zombie was before Death swept the Kingdom. There are some clues that it had been a venerable monk covered in all manner of mystical tattoos, the most prominent of which was that of a moth. Its essence was trapped in that very bit of ink as it tried to escape this terrible fate. From corpse to corpse it jumps now, always destroying the eyes of its new host. But, it needs not eyes to see for its very hatred of light drives the creature... or perhaps it longs for a warmth it can never again enjoy.

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Records from the Charnel House

Prior to Death claiming the Kingdom, the zombie dubbed Soot Foot was just another of the faceless masses. While he was a chimney sweep of notable skill, no one noted the ash-smeared lad. Surely, he could have made some money it a sideshow with his double-jointed talents but he preferred the quiet life. He perished in the middle of a job, his already pliant joints tearing into compound fractures as he scrambled to find the flesh of the living. The toxins soaked into his rotting skin give him a unique virality that leaves fiery undead in his weak and he never leaves the cinder of his chimney lairs far behind.

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Nothing like a guy you played with dnd one fucking time who comes to the board game club and pets your head without warning and the contantly whines about us "having all girl group" and "why do you never invite me", while everyone tries to ignore him and don't want to cause drama.

Dude we don't invite you because you hitted on me (and i told you no) , hitted on another underage girl (and she freaked out) and your last character big thing was about 'hating beautiful woman'. You're creep.

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October Monster a Day 10/28/23

The Praying Lord (Phase 2) Universal Antagonist

Victory over the forest horror proves to be fleeting. For even as its, insect-like body lays still and oozing, the gash in its stomach violently undulates. Within a few eyeblinks the tendrils about the Praying Lord's shoulder are sucked into its thorax and its true form slithers free. A great, pallid worm born for Far Realm that has burrowed into reality rears up ready to finish off would-be killers. The tendrils spill down its supple spine. Its face is far too human, save a dripping proboscis erupted from the puckered wound of its lower jaw. In this stage, the praying lord seeks to implant a new host for its parasitic soul. If there are none of its cult left to do so, a hero will do.

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October Monster a Day 10/28/23 (part 1)

The Praying Lord (Phase 1) Universal Antagonist

The forest folk say the Praying Lord lived under the dark, thick canopy before even the gods came to be. They also say it will continue long after the last divine spark has burnt out. To venerate this primordial beast is to be granted bliss, to spurn its brutal love is to invite madness and death. Rarely glimpsed, even by its devout, the Praying Lord may be a massive insect. Shaped like three layered leaves, its abdomen changes hue with the season and sports four spindly, spined legs. The lord's thin thorax would better suit a man and is leathery instead of chitinous. A pair of long limbs with scything forearms sprout from its midsection. From its shoulders, a squirm of fleshy tendrils hangs. The thing's head can best be described as a ring of eyes about a severed neck, and its mouth is little more than a bloodless gash in the 'stomach' region of its thorax. The Praying Lord wants nothing more than to be fed and adored. Well, and the utter obedience of its followers. Slay it and the things horrid truth is revealed.

Stay Tuned for Phase 2