Rotting Miasma. When any creature that isn’t a Wr'achmaur'laethi devotee starts its turn within 30 feet one or more Chosen of Wr'achmaur'laeth, that creature must succeed on a DC 13 Constitution saving throw or take 1d4 necrotic damage plus 1 necrotic damage for each Chosen of Wr'achmaur'laeth within 30 feet of it.
Multiattack. The Chosen of Wr'achmaur'laeth makes two melee attacks or one ranged attack.
Putrefier Bile Projector. Ranged Weapon Attack: Each creature in a 30-foot cone must make a Dexterity saving throw. A creature takes 2d6 acid damage on a failed save, or half as much damage on a successful one.
Pox Blade. Melee or Ranged Weapon Attack: +5 to hit, reach 5 ft. or range 20/60 ft., one creature. Hit: 4 (1d8 + 3) Poison damage. If the target is a creature, it must succeed on a DC 13 Constitution saving throw against disease or become poisoned until the disease ends. While poisoned in this way, the target sports festering boils, coughs up flies, and sheds rotting skin, and the target must repeat the saving throw after every 24 hours that elapse. On a successful save, the disease ends. On a failed save, the target’s hit point maximum is reduced by 4 (1d8). The target dies if its hit point maximum is reduced to 0.
Description
Wr'achmaur'laeth is the virulent and terrible eldritch entity of undeath, disease and decay. Its sphere of influence surrounds the harvesting of life through introduction of plague, pestilence and ironic afflictions. Often referred to as The Plague Crow, Master Blight, The Pox Peddler and Father Leper. It is rumoured this fell entity walks amongst mortal kind after large conflicts and tumultuous events. His decrepit and deranged followers are usually made up of those afflicted by his many plagues or "blessings". Finding little solace in the medicines and salves provided by mortal hands; hope for cure soon wanes, until the victim succumbs to crippling despair. Now vulnerable and without hope to guide them, these poor wretches becoming easy prey for the lesser entities of Wr'achmaur'laeth.
From the deepest depths of the Mirroring Plane, dark entities of Wr'achmaur'laeth utter endless rhetoric into the mind of the mewling victim, whom eventually succumbs to madness. Taken by the darkness to eternal damnation Their bodies became bloated and swollen with the corruption, festering within them and they no longer feel the kiss of pain upon them. Found dwelling in the wake of plague, war or famine. The Chosen of Wr'achmaur'laeth mass in congregations, in foul mockery of the religious assemblies of civilized folk. Spiteful and vindictive to all untainted of the material plane; these cults venture from their secluded lairs in grand processions, brandishing putrescent armaments taken from the clutches of the dead and uttering endless, droning chants beneath the noxious grills of their befouled respirators.
These Unholy Processions shamble forth through unsuspecting towns and villages in the stillness of night; spreading pestilence and plague, slaying "apostates" and forcefully converting any whom are unfortunate enough to be snared in their deformed clutches. With sufficient tallies of death and disease spread upon a populace, the Unholy Procession moves on, mephitic censers swinging two and fro at the head this pox ridden column towards fresher prey.
"Ave Wr'achmaur'laeth Est, Dominus Vento Urente, Et Interitus Ibi Uocatur Infidelis, In Afflictione Infirmi. Rex Inferni Plaga. Vestra Multa Beneficia Daturus Est Nobis. Et Propitius Esto Ibi Uocatur Infidelis Infirmitatem!"
- Common chant of Wr'achmaur'laeth Cultists.
Artwork is by Adrian Smith. Truly an incredible artist.
Artwork is by Alex Boca- Deviantart.
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