Inject a few raisins of conversation into the tasteless dough of existence...
O. Henry
Doughmunculus
No. Enc.: 2d4
Alignment: Chaotic
Movement: 30' (15')
Armor Class: 7
Hit Dice: 1
Attacks: 1
Damage: 1d4 (weapon)
Save: F1
Morale: 5
Crude, shabby little things hastily slapped together from odd bits of dough and infused with the life force drawn off of the excised portions of patients' bodies scrounged from the waste-hampers of surgeons, butchers and anyone else who performs similar operations of removal or amputations.
They may have been intended to serve some Midwife or Hedgecaster, but that didn't really work out so well. Now these things have gone feral and hunt Thumblings and other little-people through the spaces between walls and floors.
Some refugee families have taken to live-catching Doughmunculi and then baking them...
Inspiration: After visiting one of my favorite bakeries, we had Stromboli. It was an excellent meal. Things just sort of clicked into place afterwards...
I think you need one brandishing a rolling pin!
ReplyDeleteMost of these creatures are too small to wield such a weapon...but if one were to ever grow big enough to bash people with a rolling pin...that would probably be the Conan of the Doughmunculi.
DeleteOr a Dough-lem.
DeleteI bet they're susceptible to finger pokes in the belly. Makes 'em giggle.
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