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====Notable Illithoid====

====Notable Illithoid====

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''This serpentine illithoid is small and lithe, yet stands with an authoritative, unquestioned bearing that makes him appear to tower over those around him. His moist skin is a purple-grey colour, laced with webs of yellow and dark blue veins that pulse softly. His cranium is abnormally large and ovoid, devoid of any hair. Recessed deep into bony sockets are burning red eyes that glitter with malevolence and cunning. Deep emerald silk robes wrap around his body, heavily embroidered in silver, and a wicked golden dagger hangs from a ceremonial chain, crusted with dried blood.''

''This serpentine illithoid is small and lithe, yet stands with an authoritative, unquestioned bearing that makes him appear to tower over those around him. His moist skin is a purple-grey colour, laced with webs of yellow and dark blue veins that pulse softly. His cranium is abnormally large and ovoid, devoid of any hair. Recessed deep into bony sockets are burning red eyes that glitter with malevolence and cunning. Deep emerald silk robes wrap around his body, heavily embroidered in silver, and a wicked golden dagger hangs from a ceremonial chain, crusted with dried blood.''

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''A midnight blue cloak engulfs Yith's figure, shifting as she moves to reveal brief glimpses of her lanky limbs and emaciated body. Despite the concealing garment, the illithoid's tense crouch and vicious, precise actions resemble those of a coiled snake about to strike. Her skin is ashen and clammy, shot through with palpitating blue veins. A deep cowl casts shadows over her sunken cheeks and obscures her features. Blood-rimmed eyes gleam out from its cover, above a circular mouth that often gapes in a rictus resembling a smile, full of spiny yellow teeth. A nimbus of psionic energy blurs the air around Yith, crackling with ill will.''

''A midnight blue cloak engulfs Yith's figure, shifting as she moves to reveal brief glimpses of her lanky limbs and emaciated body. Despite the concealing garment, the illithoid's tense crouch and vicious, precise actions resemble those of a coiled snake about to strike. Her skin is ashen and clammy, shot through with palpitating blue veins. A deep cowl casts shadows over her sunken cheeks and obscures her features. Blood-rimmed eyes gleam out from its cover, above a circular mouth that often gapes in a rictus resembling a smile, full of spiny yellow teeth. A nimbus of psionic energy blurs the air around Yith, crackling with ill will.''

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''The dark, shadowy figure of Madam Yoraghu stands patiently within the shadows, glaring with a silent authority at those that dare to approach. Small, crimson coloured eyes mark a grotesquely disfigured face with a sharp intelligence just above a sneering mouth of razor sharp teeth. Her serpentine body is cloaked in soft, flowing silks of pitchiest black and long, sinuous arms end in deadly sharp claws upon the tips of each finger.''

''The dark, shadowy figure of Madam Yoraghu stands patiently within the shadows, glaring with a silent authority at those that dare to approach. Small, crimson coloured eyes mark a grotesquely disfigured face with a sharp intelligence just above a sneering mouth of razor sharp teeth. Her serpentine body is cloaked in soft, flowing silks of pitchiest black and long, sinuous arms end in deadly sharp claws upon the tips of each finger.''

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''The imposing figure of Master Otekrug stands silently amongst the shadows, his dark, beady eyes observing the surrounding area with an icy nonchalance. Sleeveless, loose fitting clothing reveal muscular arms that flex beneath his taut, pale skin. Dark, purple veins pulsate along his forehead, and run along the sides of his face, passing his short nose and fanged sneer. Vicious claws grow from his hands which flex idly as he stands about.''

''The imposing figure of Master Otekrug stands silently amongst the shadows, his dark, beady eyes observing the surrounding area with an icy nonchalance. Sleeveless, loose fitting clothing reveal muscular arms that flex beneath his taut, pale skin. Dark, purple veins pulsate along his forehead, and run along the sides of his face, passing his short nose and fanged sneer. Vicious claws grow from his hands which flex idly as he stands about.''

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''Little can be seen of this illithoid from under the deep folds of his black robes. Short and ever crouching, he resembles a viper ready to strike, the air around him charged with psionic energy. Blood red eyes peer out from the depths of his hood, roaming around with a glint of malevolent curiosity. His pale bony hands are clasped together, and he wrings them out of habit as blue blood vessels pulsate just beneath his translucent skin.''

''Little can be seen of this illithoid from under the deep folds of his black robes. Short and ever crouching, he resembles a viper ready to strike, the air around him charged with psionic energy. Blood red eyes peer out from the depths of his hood, roaming around with a glint of malevolent curiosity. His pale bony hands are clasped together, and he wrings them out of habit as blue blood vessels pulsate just beneath his translucent skin.''