Big Ass Oerikos Monsters

You could argue that a fantasy adventure world is defined by the biggest things you can kill. You could also argue that I play too much TOME

Lyphindra the Dragon

Oerikoran dragons are the misbegotten progeny of Ophion the All-Serpent. Ophion sits at the bottom of Oceanus waiting to die, but is kept alive both by human snake cults and his childrens unending hatred. They wish to be everything their father isn't; they swim through the earth and have grown legs and wings out of spite. Mention water, eggs, serpents, or act sad in their presence is a one way ticket to getting chomped. 

Lyphindra is a fairly regular member of her species. She measures roughly 120 ft. in length and has 23 pairs of legs and 14 pairs of stubby wings. She runs a cult of happiness, and spends most of her time writhing on the ground under the effects of massive amounts of psychotropics. Her cult maintains great bonfires and revel for days without food, water or sleep. Those that drop dead are later filled with sand and become Xirasia, undead servants of the Titan of Drought.

If you want to kill Lyphindra, you'll have to get past her cult. They aren't really evil, a lot of them were either kidnapped and force fed so much shit they can't understand anything, or normal people who, when faced with personal tragedy, just gave up and are seeking hedonistic pleasures. Still they know outsiders when they see them, and will try and either kill or convert you. 

Killing Lyphindra herself means getting close to her. As she is technically a demigod, and certainly high as shit, her drug addled mind affects reality. Getting within 500 yards of her renders anybody unable to take any directly harmful action against another, and they will hallucinate their happiest moments. Getting closer puts you under risk of being flattened by her moaning body.

Tangent: Snake Cults

There are dozens of Snake Cults across Oerikos. They all claim to worship Ophion, and they all say the other ones who are worshipping Ophion are wrong. They clash violently together. Cronus has outlawed them, and a Snake Cultist will surely be put to death if they ever reveal their allegiance. The reasons to worship Ophion are as numerous as any other god, but usually focus on bringing back a “golden age”.

All Snake Cults love snakes. All Snake Cults hate lions. All Snake Cults drink salt water (they just add salt to normal water; they drink the normal water too, just not at meetings).

High ranking Snake Cultists get one of the following “boons”:

1. A loyal pet snake. They have to train it themselves, but they still claim it is a gift from Ophion
2. A Ring of Poison Weakness. That they can never take off. Surely a sign of Ophion’s favor!
3. Slitted, snake like eyes. This reduces their vision, giving them a permanent -4 on all perception checks. Ophion be praised!
4. A robe of lion skin. Lions are obviously the enemies of snakes, so this cloak grants them advantages when slaying them (no it doesn’t).
5. A forked tongue. It is incredibly painful to talk and eat, but that's just Ophion testing us (no it isn’t).
6. A high priest will just burst into snakes. Many of the lesser priests will also die trying to gather up the “reborn” high priest.

As can be gathered, Ophion hates his cultists. He just wants to sit at the bottom of the ocean and sleep, but these people won’t let him. He has tried telling them in every way he can, but they won’t stop. People who slay an inordinate amount of Snake Cultists will get an actual boon from him, along with a dream telling them to keep up the good work.

1. A loyal pet snake, with which they can psychically communicate with.
2. A Ring of Poison Resistance. Snake bites heal the wearer.
3. Slitted, snake like eyes. Grants darkvision, as well as infravision.
4. A robe of snake skin. When battling snakes and their dumbass cultists, the robe grants a +2 to all attacks.
5. A forked tongue. Allows the bearer to Speak with Snakes.
6. The ability to shapeshift into a snake for 1 hour every day.

Panora the Theobeia of Tethys

On some worlds Gods can mate with mortals and birth semi divine beings, often encompassing aspects of their divine parents. On Oerikos, occasionally an obsession overtakes unlucky mortals, an obsession called the Theobla. The obsessed, called Theobeia, attempt to emulate their deity in every way possible. At early stages it manifests as strange tics or mannerisms, while at later stages a Theobeia will refuse to talk or even think about anything not related to their Titan. In many ways its like watching someone suffer dementia or develop schizophrenia. Although there are no hard and fast rules against it, Titans prefer to keep only one Theobeia at a time. Keeps things simpler.

Panora was a water runner. Water is rare on Rhea, the second layer of the great city of Oerikos, and it is often controlled by capricious nymphs or strange horrors. Water runners dredge water from Oceanus, purify it, and transport it to Rhea to distribute to different kingdoms, for a price of course. The Theobla overtook Panora in her 23rd year, and she began submerging herself in fresh water, sometimes for hours at a time, breathing through a small reed straw. She kidnapped infants in her home town and attempted to breastfeed them, despite being barren herself. Her last known sighting was on the docks of Oceanus below the central stili. Her last known conversation was with her mother, desperately, tearfully trying to convince her to switch her diet to one comprised of breast milk mixed with river water.

Panora's body was found a few days later by Stone-Sailors, and sold to the city of Poterma. From her split skull an endless flow of fresh water spills out, and she is much to precious to give up, despite her parents protests.

The subsequent creature who calls herself Panora flits through the ocean without a care. She has iridescent blue-green skin, with bright orange, hair like gills on her scalp and two long fins that descend from her brow. She is naked, her lower legs constantly obscured by the glare of the sun, or a geyser of water that can propel her above the waves. She acts flighty and chaotically; fertile men are given her full attention, fertile women barely contained scorn, and infertile members of both sexes indifferent condescension.

If you want to kill her, first you have to find her. She frequents the central stili docks, but interviewing Potamoi may get you better results. She is technically a demigoddess, so hitting her with a stick over and over again will be more tiring than effective. Beyond that, she cannot spend more than an hour out of the water, and can be easily lured away by hurt children or the promise of sex.

The Hyperios

About 140 years ago a (relatively) small mote of fire dropped from the Sun Titan Hyperion and drifted lazily through the sky. An Antilipsi Myoli named Iliakalida declared her research the day the mote dipped below the stroma of Coeus, dedicating herself to tracking the elemental being. Dubbing it Hyperios, she left the following day. For 20 years she followed the elemental, moving from Rhea to Oceanus and back again as it floated through the heavens. She returned to Coeus, presenting to her fellows hundreds of pages of notes on Hyperios, and somberly telling them the being was lost forever. 2 short months later she died, accidentally stepping off of her roof.

66 years later a group of Istoria, Mystiko, Thriskeia and Antilipsi finally triangulated the final known location Iliakalida, and Hyperios. The group set off to the location, an unassuming coordinate in the lower southwest corner of Rhea's Scalp. None of them made it, succumbing from heat exposure, bad rations, and attacks by Bassoran raiders. Although their misfortune was dubbed non-anomalous, Antilipsi Myoli dubbed it a curse sent from Hyperion, and any subsequent attempts were quashed. The location is well known and documented, and a few enterprising adventurers have even attempted to go there, with no success.

The Hyperios itself is a great ball of fire, nearly 400 feet in diameter. Black spots dot its form, and its so hot any creature within a mile radius of it bursts into flames.

That is the second great hurdle if you want to kill Hyperios. The first is finding it. And the third is discovering and getting past what device could seal a being of such power.