After zig zagging and going in the other direction, Chalk and his companions made it to the village of Desarth for the night. Immediately they noticed how quiet the villagers were and how they tried not to engage the adventurers in conversation.
‘What is happening here?’ Chalk asked a dwarven blacksmith as he worked on Koram’s weapons and armor.
‘Ah, the moon will be full tonight and the vobagan will be wanting his tribute,’ answered the aged dwarf.
‘What is a vobagan?’ Koram asked.
‘Something I would have whooped myself if I was a couple of hundred years younger,’ answered the dwarf. ‘It is a monster that lives in the nearby lake and terrorizes the people. They give it food once a month, usually a couple of pigs and a cow, sometimes prisoners who will be executed and it leaves them alone. I think it is just a scheme of the beast.’
Koram admired the work the dwarf did on his gear.
‘Maybe we will pay this creature a visit and see if it is a river god or not,’ the fighter said with a wry smile.
‘I’ll call some spiders,’ chimed in Valance.
No. Enc.: 1(1d4)
Movement: 30’ (10’)
Swim: 150′ (50′)
Armor Class: 4
Hit Dice: 6+4
Damage: 1d6 (Claw or Bite), 1d8 (club)
Hoard Class: VIII, XIX
The vobagan is a strange creature that lives in ponds and lakes around the world. This beast has a roughly humanoid shape with thick scales, grasping claws, a hooked beak and a crested head. These creatures often carry a large club with them for fighting above water or on the shore. Fast swimmers but slow on land, the vobagan try to dispatch their victims fast and drag them underwater to consume in their lairs. With a Strength of 16 these beasts often use their clubs to try to render victims unconscious.
Clever and tricky, the vobagan have been known to set themselves up near small human towns and set themselves up as false river gods, demanding tribute from the locals in exchange for not attacking them and protecting them from other waterborne threats (which these Chaotic creatures usually don’t honor).