The Rotting Tyrant

A particularly large Tyrant Lizard afflicted with the foul, otherworldly Green Rot virus, the Rotting Tyrant haunts the fecund Rork Marshlands of Western Arallfyd. Like many creatures who have succumbed to the Green Rot the Tyrant is dead and its corpse a mere puppet in the hands of the Rot King, a liche of great powerful and malignant will, safe in his hidden sanctuary deep within the Marshlands.

Driven by that bitter and cruel mind the Rotting Tyrant, along with its fellow meat puppets, roam the fog enshrouded marshlands in search of new additions to the horde and to protect its vile King. Whilst the marshlands have a well deserved dire reputation many travellers still choose to brave its dangers in order to cut days off what would be an arduous trek across the Gorman Mountains that border the region. Fortunately, the Rot King is unable to travel beyond the Marshlands, cursed to dwell forever in that place by the Changeling who betrayed it so long ago. The Rot puppets who step beyond the borders of the marshland collapse, their connection to the Rot King severed.

Like all other Rot puppets the Rotting Tyrant exists only to serve the will of the Horde and its King. Its once primal nature is utterly subsumed, consumed by the hive mind of the Green Horde. Despite its cadaverous state the Tyrant is still incredibly dangerous, perhaps more so driven by the cold and calculating mind of the Rot King. The Tyrant can submerge itself in bodies of water and lay in wait for victims. It can hide amidst the dense woodland and ambush, bearing down upon its prey in a blaze of speed as a mass of rotting flesh, protruding bone and shrivelled organs but still very, very sharp jaws and claws.

If the Rot King is feeling particularly malicious he will use the Tyrant to instill fear and dread in its victims, toying with them like a cat would a mouse. Often the King has the Tyrant roar close by, the sound often petrifying those who hear it and sowing more fear.

If the Rot King treasures anything beyond his own continued, tortured existence, it can be safely said the Rotting Tyrant is one such thing. It is the largest and most dangerous puppet in the Horse, a treasure that the Rot King does not throw at those who transgress his borders with abandon. The Rot King reserves the Rotting Tyrant for larger more prepared troops, utilizing the marshlands and the Tyrant's speed and power in brutal ambushes. Whilst the Rot King throws his more numerous puppets at transgressors, careless of loss, he is far more selective and tactical when it comes to his prized pet.