| Mod | Save | ||
|---|---|---|---|
| STR | 20 | +5 | +5 |
| DEX | 9 | −1 | −1 |
| CON | 18 | +4 | +4 |
| Mod | Save | ||
|---|---|---|---|
| INT | 3 | −4 | −4 |
| WIS | 8 | −1 | −1 |
| CHA | 1 | −5 | −5 |
Caramelized Shell. The golem’s hardened sugar crust grants it resistance to nonmagical weapon damage.
Sugary Core. When the golem takes cold damage, it has disadvantage on attack rolls and Dexterity saving throws until the end of its next turn as the custard within stiffens and cracks.
Unstable Sweetness. When the golem is reduced to 0 hit points, it collapses into scalding custard and shards of caramel. Each creature within 5 feet must succeed on a DC 13 Dexterity saving throw or take 7 (2d6) fire damage.
Creme Slam. Melee Attack Roll: +5, reach 5 ft., one target.
Hit: 10 (2d6 + 3 {"diceNotation":"2d6+3","rollType":"damage","rollAction":"Slam","rollDamageType":"Bludgeoning"} bludgeoning damage.
Caramelized Burst. Dexterity Saving Throw: DC 13. Each creature in a 15-foot cone must make a Dexterity saving throw, taking
14 rollable;{"diceNotation":"4d6","rollType":"damage","rollAction":"Caramelized Burst","rollDamageType":"Fire"}[/rollable] fire damage on a failed save, or half as much damage on a successful one.
Description
A Crème Brûlée Golem appears as a squat, humanoid construct molded from pale custard and sealed beneath a cracked, caramelized sugar shell. Its surface is etched with faint arcane sigils, once meant to stabilize its delicate core, now warped by heat and imbalance. A soft glow pulses beneath its hardened crust, like an oven left burning too long.
Originally crafted as tireless kitchen guardians and ceremonial servants in Fondantia’s grand halls, these golems were designed to regulate temperature, protect royal feasts, and maintain the perfect balance between sweetness and heat. When properly maintained, they moved slowly and precisely, responding only to their creator’s commands.
Since the disappearance of the Sugar Crystal, many Crème Brûlée Golems have become dangerously unstable. The loss of magical balance causes their custard cores to boil and surge, forcing pressure to escape in violent bursts of scalding sweetness. Their caramel shells crack and blacken, and what was once a symbol of culinary mastery becomes a walking hazard.
Though mindless and unaligned, a Crème Brûlée Golem instinctively lashes out at nearby movement, releasing pent-up heat and molten custard in destructive eruptions. When destroyed, the construct collapses in a final spill of blistering custard and shattered sugar, leaving behind a bitter-smelling ruin where something once sweet stood.
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