"Unbeknownst to anyone, the mage watched the birth through the windows of the miller's home, and when Thenadore arrived his soul probed the young newborn for a shelter and a host in the years to come. Curious, the innocent soul of Thenadore accepted, and in the last seven years they have co-existed in a symbiotic and benevolent partnership."
You find yourself in some sparsely furnished, gloomy room or chamber. Three others are present. An old man sits in a chair across from you and sighs repeatedly, eyeing you with a sly grin the whole time. A young, nubile, and quite naked woman is scribbling something incomprehensible on the walls of the room. A small girl sits in the corner and laughs. As she does she keeps picking and scratching at her ears, until she finally manages to "pull" one off. Gleefullly, she throws the bloodied ear directly at you. Suddenly, water begins to seep in from the corners of the room. Soon, you realize that you are unable to move, being tightly fastened to the chair your sitting in. The water begins to rise to your ankles. The little girl begins to splash around. The old man gets up and vanishes, and the naked lass, steps back from the wall, and turns to look directly at you. You notice something she scrawled on the wall, which you find readable..."WAKE UP, before its too late"Go to Comment
I especially like the journal!! Perfectly evokes distant exotic lands. One question- why are two meter piranha/gorilla hybrids with teeth that can cut through steel and rippling arms of muscle so weak and easy to kill individually? Go to Comment
Creatures of nightmare, the thankfully rare Mesnoi have unique form and attributes. Only one Mesnoi at a time will ever be "encountered".
In appearance, a Mesnoi resembles a walnut-sized chunk of freshly-roasted red meat from some uncertain yet familiar, edible animal. The insidious creature camouflages itself quite appropriately whenever it can, by slowly making its way amidst feast tables and trays of roasted meats.
Once eaten by the unsuspecting, the Mesnoi sinks down to the stomach, reforming if chewed, and begins to lap up the gastric fluids, digestive juices, and bile that it craves, like a sponge.
The Mesnoi carrier will experience mild to severe stomach pains during this time.
After a few hours of this (this is the only time that the Mesnoi can be purged with magic, or other mundane means), the Mesnoi transforms into its true form inside its victim, that of a miniature, once more walnut-sized, pot-bellied, devil-horned, snake-tailed imp. This horrid little creature then begins to chew and eat its way out of the victim from the inside out with its tiny, razor-sharp teeth, like a rat forced to do so via torture.
The victim almost always dies a slow, agonizing death. That much is certain. The devilish imp then exits its victim and begins its seventy two hour existence of mischief and malevolence, until it once more turns back into a hunk of roasted meat with the movement capabilities of a snail.