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==[[Basilisk|The Basilisk]]== Once the embittered son of a Khinasi nobleman, or possibly a creation of the same that contained his resentful and poisonous spirit, the Basilisk's mind has degraded into primitive drives over the centuries. He no longer gives interviews, speaks, or has the capacity to cast spells. All it does is hunt, patrol territory, and take sadistic pleasure in torturing prey, for while its intelligence is fully degraded it retains animal cunning. Its once-human form is now a many-armed serpent or lizard, with deadly poison dripping from its claws and fangs and a long tail it can grab enemies with. The toxic slime that coats its body gives it an overpowering B.O., which can be smelt for weeks and carries upwind, crippling and nauseating those who get too close, impairing even those who save and crippling those who don't. Plus, it can turn any water it looks at, up to and including heavy fog, into a nasty poison that drains Strength and Constitution and can even kill outright if not treated. Oh, and it not only has Regeneration, but Invulnerability with no listed method of destruction. Bleh. While under the Basilisk's father its Holding was a green and pleasant place, as one can easily imagine, given both the psychic influence and literal toxic sabotage of a ruler like this, its domain has since become a bit of a shithole wasteland. Even while he had a working human mind, he greedily hoarded magic to himself and maintained relentless control through force over the bandits and giants who lived there. Now that it can no longer control power and rampages about killing and poisoning everything, the only major inhabitants are the Darkblades, a band of political revolutionaries led by a woman claiming to be the rightful sultana of Aftane who may be able to charm the Basilisk with sorcery, since it ignores them, and a hill giant tribe that has given up on trying to kill the creature and just try to keep their livestock out of its rapacious reach.
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