As mentioned earlier, I've been listening to and enjoying James Hollway's podcast Monster Man, a simple idea of one roleplaying fan's reading of the 1977 Monster Manual beastie by beastie. Recetly James set his listeners a challenge I simply couldn't overlook: create an old school D&D monster.
create a monster based on a bargain-shop miniature or knick-knack; the
way the very first proprietary creatures were made by the likes of Gary
Gygax and Tim Kaske from the dime store bags of 'dinosaurs' (loosely
referred to as Chinasaurs, although they really originated in Hong
Kong), repurposed to become the Carrion Crawler, Rust Monster, Owl Bear
and Bullette. James' challenge was as much to do this as make the
monster, then to draw up the relevant entry for the Manual.
I took up the challenge - initially looking around the local Two Dollar
shops for inspiration, but I found little outside of some insects and
marine animals, made from pretty cheap and nasty-smelling rubbery
plastic. Out of desperation I went underground - specifically, under the
house to my Bitz Box, and found some loose plastic toys collected from
recent school fairs. From that I found this guy:
no idea who or what he is. Looks modern, lacked a tail, so I carved up
an old Allosaurus and courtesy of the donor dino, the result was near
...and inspiration struck! One turquoise wash later, with some blenched bone highlights and he's a mountain menace, a white wailer, an Eisengeist... ehh, I'll come up with something.
The next candidate was even simpler and more organic in his creation. take a grasshopper head and a triceratops body (it helps if they're not to scale, obviously) and you get this guy:
Sorta resembles a Rust Monster! But my version, the Flambeau or spit lizard, is a more natural creature in intent. The Flambeau lives deep in damp places where it eats subterranean fungi and rotten or petrified vegetation. Due to intestinal fermentation it has a unique defensive manoeuvre: it spits a noxious substance to deter its attackers. Now, in the natural world this means a tarry, foul-smelling substance to gum up would-be aggressors and maybe provide some random protein for our chimaeric critter here. However, as a trap for the unfortunately adventuring party, the Flambeau's spit also turns out to be highly flammable.
Yeah, he's a natural, walking napalm cannon to anyone sporting a flaming torch, opened lantern, or foolish enough to go in fists blazing with a fireball. Heh heh heh.
Stats to come, though I missed the Monster Man deadline due to other engagements :/ Oh well.