Cephalopod

How it fights

A brute fights the way a falling tree fights. Once it is coming the only question is where you are standing. It gives ground grudgingly and takes it back all at once, and it hits hard enough that a mistake is not a setback but the end of the conversation. There is no clever way through one. There is only whether you can take what it gives for as long as it takes to give more back.

Field notes

The big cephalopods keep to wrecks and drowned stone and reach out of the dark for what passes, and they can be watched for an hour and not seen once. They change to match the wall they are on and hold still better than any hunter with a spine. The arms come first and the beak is in the middle. Ink in the water means it has decided to leave, and it is the only time it is not the thing you should fear.

Where it is met

Met in Shipfield of Northern Karan Coast and Bright Shelf of Inner Sea, by travellers of levels 5 to 35.

The roll

Under this kind stand five of the least sort, seven of the common sort, six tough and five elite, and two named: Helrek, the Fang of beast and Vorkell, the Herald of undead.