I would actually be rather disturbed to run into a field full of these, especially given my penchant for blowing the heads off of their non-sentient kin. I would almost say it's *too* fantastic for my tastes, but that sounds ridiculous, so I won't say it. A lovely little color creature.
Also, the word "Plantkin" sounds adorable. It is the new nickname of my houseplant. Go to Comment
I love the visual I get with this creature. I'm curious about the poison. Is it just a result of their "magically tainted prey," or a natural development of physiology like a komodo dragon's bite, or what? Go to Comment
An interesting location, if anything. I keep feeling like the "moving building" thing has been done before, but I can't put my finger on what, and even if I could, this is still written uniquely enough to warrant favor. So well done. Go to Comment
In my mind, the comic image is a, well, comic-like image of them. I imagine them to look narrower, with thinner limbs and not such a large face, but something generally similar. They don't actually do any mining, they just exist in mineral-rich caves. Go to Comment
I can see this as a nice guarantor against tomb robbing among wealthy wizards and the like. Like Echo, I too would like to hear a bit more story to go with the fantastic mechanics. Are there any examples of this happening to a grave robber or the like? Go to Comment
I'll chalk it up to dumb luck. Overlord Pogrom wanted to send a message to the rest of the Modoals that the Vautuans were here, and thus he needed a messenger. Among the many that were separated from their families, Pogrom thought that the one-armed man would be the least likely to fight given his condition, thus unlikely to get himself killed. He ordered Shimm's family captured and killed in front of the man, if only to increase his agony. Shimm's submission was a fortunate surprise. Go to Comment
The Jiangsi was the name of an undead being in Chinese folklore and mythology. Usually translated as zombie or vampire for Western palates, the Jiangsi was really neither. They appeared as simply risen, fresh corpses. They moved (peculiarly!) by hopping rather than walking, and sought out the living to suck the Qilife force from their victims.
Perhaps significantly more interesting than the Jiangsi itself, was the lore surrounding them. "Zombie wranglers", or "Corpse Herders", usually Daoist priests, were men tasked with delivering these undead beings back to their respective home towns. Tradition in China placed great importance and emphasis on the return of the dead to their homes and families, and thus the corpse herders came to be. By using magick words and talismans they would animate the dead, and by placing specially inscribed parchments of paper over the Jiangsi heads and faces, the corpse herders would be able to control the hopping corpses. Then like pied pipers, they would lead processions of subdued undead, across many miles, rhythmically chanting and ringing tiny bells.
Special inns were built across China to house these undead caravans, as the zombies could only travel by evening and night, the sun anathema to them. Rows of doors opening to barely a closet-space, lined the walls of these special establishments. Behind these doors, the corpses would be stored upright while the corpse herders rested in rooms.
The Jiangsi under the control of a corpse herder were quite harmless, merely hopping after him, silently and without complaint, for weeks and months. If however, the magicked parchment would somehow be removed from their faces, the creatures would immediately seek living humans to kill. Their thirst for Qi was unquenchable.
The job of a corpse herder was an interesting one to say the least.