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Would it be okay for me to use a straight-up villainous monster character?

[Dragon Tales Group] Newcomers' Journeys

Names: Shashous-Throth/The Magna Pater/The Taker of Children

Gender: Male

Age: 1,107

Species: Primal Vampire



Looks: A piebald monstrosity with slime slicked flesh and no hind legs. Its only limbs are two long, winged arms and a powerful tail. The middle claw on each forepaw is eight inches long and can slice through muscle like tissue paper. The beast's head is mostly a jagged maw with oily, unseeing eyes on top. It has a sharp, hollow tongue which can extend three feet from its mouth and act as a siphon to suck in blood. From snout to tail base, it is a little less than eight feet long. The tail is twelve feet. It weighs in at about five-hundred pounds, as much as a tiger.

Behavior: Shashous-Throth is what one would first think of when the word "monster" comes to you in the dead of night. It makes no noise, has no mercy, cannot be reasoned with, and lives only to drain the blood and devour the flesh of all living things it can bind within its greasy wings. It enjoys all manner of prey and is especially inclined to go out of its way to find children. But it is shy, and it despises the light. Shashous-Throth prefers to remain in damp pitch-blackness, where no eyes can spy it and no light can fall upon it. When outside of its primary lair it lurks around graveyards, occasionally squirming through the wormy soil to feast upon the dead and decaying when no live meat is available. The few who come into contact with it and live may never be the same as they had been before, for above all else it is a creature of persistence. Even if one leaves the Magna Pater, it will never leave them. A variety of lifelong physical complications and psychological ailments can stem from a meeting with it and it never stops pursuing its prey, even if they move far away. It will also track down any living thing that leaves its scent on a victim. This leads to the Magna Pater consuming the families of those it hunts, along with anyone those families had come into recent physical contact with. Though one may travel often and abroad, once the Magna Pater has chosen a victim their fate is inevitable. It could take days, weeks, months, even years, but eventually on some cold and moonless evening one will awaken to see a sticky face with dead eyes peering through their bedroom window.

Weapons/Magic-

~Limited flight. Due to its wingspan and body weight it can only fly for a maximum distance of ninety meters and remain aloft for little more than a half minute.

~Tremendous strength and speed.

~Keen hearing and sonar. It's echolocation has a maximum distance of 6,700 meters.

~Heat pits: Can detect the heat of organisms.

~Tongue: Can draw in blood through a wound like a vaccuum. It can also squirt or spray blood and bile. The bile is not acidic.

~Sense of smell: It can track down others thousands of kilometers away just by smelling them on the clothing of its prey.

~Intelligence: Is far more clever that it looks. Can grasp (but not speak) all languages.

~Can quickly regenerate from wounds by drinking blood. The amount of mass healed is proportionate to how much blood is consumed, I.E one pound of blood to replace one pound of damaged tissue.

~The membrane of its wings is tougher than Kevlar.

~Its body mucous and saliva contains cytotoxic and bufotoxic properties. Those whom it bites or claws will suffer gradual necrosis and fast-acting, nightmarish hallucinations.
The speed at which the bufotoxins take effect depends on how close the wound is to the head, ranging from several minutes to several seconds.

~De Vermis Mysteriis: It may use its "true eyes" by shutting down its other senses. Those who see the "true eyes" will, each time they go to sleep, enter a trance and begin moving in the direction of Shashous-Throth, wherever it may be. They will awaken at the time they normally would, such as a few minutes for a nap and several hours for deep sleep. It is a passive curse that has no immediate negative effects unless the victim is entirely under the influence of the Magna Pater's hallucinogens, in which case the victim will immediately lose their mind from fright. If the bufotoxins haven't taken full effect then the victim will feel an intense fear which escalates in accordance to the strength of the already terrifying hallucinations. Looking into its "true eyes" for too long can result in the victim's body becoming riddled with cancer at a later period in time, I.E developing prostate and skin cancer two years after the encounter. It takes roughly several seconds of eye-to-eye contact (does not have to be constant) before the dormant cancer cells begin taking root. More exposure will mean more cancer, just as how one may go blind from staring into the sun for too long.



Bio: Once in a millennium does a creature born of vampires enter this world, a living horror known as the "Magna Pater". The prodigal ancestor, the true genesis, the harbinger of loss, ancient and terrible. In this lifetime does a special one exist, the most dreadful of its kind to have ever been. Even the most vile of devils would balk at associating with it. It haunts the secret places deep below ground, amidst a lichen hellscape of death and graverot. It slumbers upon a towering mountain of soggy bones, reigning over its decaying empire on a haphazard throne several thousand lives thick. Those who enter this wretched domain, where the blue sky transitions into a black void, do so at the risk of becoming yet another skeleton upon which the Magna Pater may sleep, with their loved ones soon joining them.

And The Gods All Fell [4 Spots Open]

Many hundreds of miles away from the conflict, deep below the crust, something stirred. It had smelt something interesting on the Northern wind. Something sweeter than fear, more nutritious than the bones of children. It had been many centuries since Shashous-Throth had tasted the flesh of a god. Through the blackness, into the night air. It was brisk up top, fresh and cool. There was a small, rocky hole in the ground, grown over with wild timothy grass. Nothing special. No dragon's lair. A man could fit through if he went in on his hands and knees. From that hole, something silently emerged. It slipped across the damp earth like black lightning, in the direction of the divine conflict. It desired no battle, only meat. Let the prey group together. Let them fight and argue and flex their power. It was only a matter of time until one got separated from the pack.

Ghosts in the Darkness (Ruby Vs. Shashous-Throth)

The knife struck a stalactite, missing the creature entirely. Not because Ruby's aim was off, though. It had just moved out of the way, and very quickly at that. The thing would have squirmed above where Ruby had moved, releasing then its hold on the ceiling and falling like a greasy drop of rain right towards her.

Ink and Blood (Empty Armor vs. Doc Doctor)

Zande's hyposthenian eruption tore him loose of the bindings, but also allowed Tanya to slip free of his clutches. Both axes were snatched up in an instant as the heaving parody of a man once more came upon Tanya. If she tried to bombard him with the feathers, this time he'd be ready. The cannibal's senses were honed to the utmost and he could pick them apart from the darkness. The twin weapons would whir into a flurry of mad strokes, none of the inky projectiles getting past the broad blades and the headhunter's steel mask. He was like a black tidal wave of smoke, all consuming and revealing nothing. He'd be aiming to rush in upon her, getting as close as possible before he made his move.

Knights of The Dawn Covenant: The Longest Winter

The closer Bartuc moved to Gonad, the stronger the stench got. A heavy, musky odor that accompanied the immense presence of the barbarian. Sweat... Alcohol... Mortality... And yet, there was another aspect that the knight may have been able to grasp. The hairy creature regarded Bartuc with a stern but loving glare. His slow-breathing frame seemed to fill the sky, blocking out the heavens and bringing forth complete isolation. From one moment to the next, time slowed down.
Perhaps then the knight would be able to recognize that scent. Gonad smelled like his daddy.

But the barbarian could smell something too. Romance. He was a passionate soul, and as such knew it was time for the two lovebirds to be left to their own devices. He continued staring off into the distance with a manly fervor as he was picked up, remaining in exactly the same position as he had been standing. Like a stiff log he was tossed over the wall and landed on a dog, killing it instantly beneath his quarter ton weight. He stared up into the sky, stroking his beard and nodding sagely to himself. Truly it was a beautiful world. A few minutes later he'd rise to his feet and go jogging off towards the enemies.

Ruined Tome of the Savage Works

Open like a pickle jar baby.

Knights of The Dawn Covenant: The Longest Winter

Knights of The Dawn Covenant: The Longest Winter

@ZelosseThar. Enjoy.

Knights of The Dawn Covenant: The Longest Winter

@ZelosseI'll remove the mate part but Gonad is still totally gonna ship them.