Far beyond the great desert, one will find the troubled land of Umaab. The people of this once proud kingdom are oft beset by demons who serve the dark god Nergal. The characteristics of these demons are described in the holy Tablets of Adad Untash.

As the skeletal jaws closed around her throat, Nara Mudhul’s body went limp and lifeless. The blackness that engulfed her consciousness whispered dark and terrible words to her, coxing her to join the war against her people. Though she no longer felt the pain of the hideous hound’s raking claws and razor-sharp teeth, her soul burned with an agony she never feared possible. And slowly the darkness continued to offer its vile offer of nightmarish power and release.

Seeing his beloved fall to the beast, Bar-Ganin felt the rage of the desert storms well within him. He tossed aside the holy mace he had been given by the high priest of Marduk before he, the Champion of Dnaniri, and the sorceress had departed for the other world and drew the one weapon he knew he could count on: his grandmother’s ancient iron sword. In the same instant that curved blade leapt into his hands from its enchanted scabbard, Bar-Ganin could only stare as the demon warped and shuddered, reconfiguring itself into a disgusting new form.

Now before him loomed a giant, armed with massive, torturous weapons that glinted evilly off the large multi-faceted eyes that looked down upon him. The tumors that swelled and swarmed across its grey and black skin blasted his mind with their soul-rending resemblance to the face of Nara Mudhul.

“Yes,” the thing’s brush-dry voice spoke, “Your mate is mine now. But fear not, pathetic worm. She is coming to rejoin this battle shortly.”

Casting a glance at the creature’s feet, Bar-Ganin saw with horror that Nara Mudhul’s body was beginning to make its own terrifying transformation…

Muaamta (Higher Order Demon)
No. Enc.: 1d3 (1d3)
Alignment: Chaotic (evil)
Movement: 150’ (50’) or 90’ (30’)
Armor Class: -3
Hit Dice: 12
Attacks: 3 (2 claws, 1 bite) or 2 (weapons)
Damage: 3d8/3d8/3d10, level drain or 2d12/2d12, poison
Save: F12
Morale: 12
Hoard Class: XXII
XP: 7,600

Muaamta possess two distinct forms: the first is of a large, skull-headed coal-black hound with burning red eyes and fur that teems with maggots and worms; the second is of a 12’ tall humanoid with a spider’s head, the tail of a viper, and necrotic flesh that undulates with tumors that resemble screaming, agonized human faces. Both forms reek of dead owls. Any individual Muaamta may switch between forms only after successfully killing an intelligent creature in combat. This transformation is nearly instantaneous and does not leave the Muaamta vulnerable in any way.

In hound form, Muaamta attack with powerful claws and terrible bites. Any opponent struck by a Muaamta in hound form will lose 1 level (and the associated hit points, abilities, spell levels, etc.) unless they successfully save against Death at -10. A character drained of all of his levels rises 1d6 rounds later as a Tummahu Anang Gar or an Agara Muun, whichever is more appropriate based upon the dictates of the Tablets of Adad Untash. If neither form is deserved, the character will take the form of whichever demon is closest to the slain character’s original level.

In humanoid form Muaamta attack with giant multi-headed flails and cat o’ nine tail whips. Both of these weapons deliver a vicious poison that causes an additional 1d8 damage per round until a successful save is made. Further, those afflicted with this poison suffer a -5 to hit and a corresponding penalty to their armor class due to the intense burning pain that the poison causes.

In addition to these attacks, Muaamta have the following spell-like abilities, useable at will: Animate Objects, Animate Dead, Charm (Monster, Person, or Plant), Death Spell, Fear, Gaseous Form, Hypnotize, Magic Missile, Polymorph Self, Sleep, Speak with Animals, Speak with Dead, Suggestion

Additionally, Muaamta possess all of the abilities of a typical Higher Order Demon:

• Infravision (90’)
• Half damage from cold-based attacks
• Half damage from electrical-based attacks
• Half damage from fire-based attacks (all)
• Half damage from gas-type attacks
• Telepathy (allows all languages to be understood)
• Teleport without error

Muaamta can only be damaged by +2 or better weapons, though they are susceptible to damage from non-magical weapons made of pure iron. Muaamta may Gate (10% probability of success) 2d6 Tummahu Anang Gar (25%) or 1d4 Agara Muun (75%).

Muaamta are occasionally found in graveyards, gloating over the tombs of their victims. More often, though, they are encountered when sent forth by the demon lords of Umaab.

The Tablets of Adad Untash tell the faithful that Muaamta are the souls of those who committed murder, whether in cold blood or motivated by passion, of their own free will.

Far beyond the great desert, one will find the troubled land of Umaab. The people of this once proud kingdom are oft beset by demons who serve the dark god Nergal. The characteristics of these demons are described in the holy Tablets of Adad Untash.

“Why does it smell like cinnamon out here?” Dusz asked no one in particular. “I hate cinnamon.”

The Champion of Dnaniri stood on a tower high above the city of Muuru, looking out on its lights with a wonder that spoke more to his boyhood on his family’s farm than it did to his role as defender of Umaab. It wasn’t so very long ago, really, that he was just a boy on his grandfather’s knee, listening intently as the old man spoke of battles and treasures and things that once seemed impossible. Now, though, they were all too familiar. He was tired, and he wanted nothing more than to hang his axe – the same one his grandfather used – over the mantle and tell his own children tales to amaze them.

Dusz started briefly as a hand caressed his shoulder. He relaxed just as quickly, for it was a cool and smooth hand of his mate, the enchantress Giszeah. Her touch, despite its familiarity, still filled him with awe and wonder as much as it did the fist time they had embraced.

“Sweet Dusz,” Giszeah spoke softly. “Why do you linger out here in the darkness? Our room is warm and the bed is lonely without you…”

“I am sorry, my love. Something tugs at my mind, yet I know not what. I only know that there is no reason for it to smell like cinnamon out here.”

Suddenly, a strange trumpeting shriek pierced the night and a malign whiteness streaked across the sky, headed directly for the two lovers on their balcony high above the city. Riding upon the back of the strange bat-like beast was a foe long thought lost – Shaalath Akis!

“I have traveled many worlds to find this moment,” the mad sorceress cried out above the howling of the wind and the beating of her bizarre mount’s giant wings. “The two of you cost me much. And now you shall repay me with your very souls!”

The notes of insanity in her laughter would have unsettled even the bravest of warriors, but Dusz and Giszeah had fought this fight before. He would deal with the creature Shaalath Akis had summoned from some hell or another while Giszeah would handle the sorceress herself. A set piece before bedtime, almost as comforting as a glass of kiga beetle tea and a game of szarrat.

And yet, there was something in the way the lights of Muuru played off the ivory tusks of the thing, some malign intelligence that gleamed in its eyes as it drew near. Something that suggested that perhaps it, rather than the deranged sorceress upon its back, was the true threat here…

Iszirisur (Higher Order Demon)
No. Enc.: 1d3 (1d3)
Alignment: Chaotic (evil)
Movement: 30’ (10’)
Fly: 150’ (50’)
Armor Class: -2
Hit Dice: 11
Attacks: 2 (tusks) or 1 (wing slash)
Damage: 2d8/2d8 or 3d10
Save: F11
Morale:11
Hoard Class: XXI
XP: 6,000

Smelling strangely of cinnamon, Iszirisur resemble giant bone-white bats with the head, trunk and tusks of elephants. They peer out at the world from dull amber eyes that slowly weep streams of pus and blood that stain their chalky faces in bizarre ways.

Normally Iszirisur attack with their stout ivory tusks – and will, like normal elephants, charge to increase their damage if circumstances allow. They may also choose to slash at a victim with their bony wings as they fly by, thus avoiding melee engagement with any target whose initiative score is more than two points lower than their own. Finally, an individual Iszirisur may buffet a group of opponents by beating its wings violently. Victims of this attack must save vs. Breath Attacks or have their spirits blowing into the Astral Plane (treat as being a recipient of the Astral Projection spell). Each turn that a character is in the Astral Plane he may make a new saving thrown to fight his way back to his body. Dangers abound in the Astral Plane, of course, so characters will have their hands full even as they struggle to return to the physical world.

In addition to these attacks, Iszirisur have the following spell-like abilities, useable at will: Blink, Charm (Animal or Person), Cloudkill, Darkness 10’ Radius, Fear, Gaseous Form, Maze, Polymorph Self, Sleep, Speak with Dead, Telekinesis (600 lbs.), and Time Stop (1/day). Further, these dread creatures are very hard to kill, regenerating 3 hp per round so long as they are not in contact with the ground.

Additionally, they possess all of the abilities of a typical Higher Order Demon:

• Infravision (90’)
• Half damage from cold-based attacks
• Half damage from electrical-based attacks
• Half damage from fire-based attacks (all)
• Half damage from gas-type attacks
• Telepathy (allows all languages to be understood)
• Teleport without error

Iszirisur can only be damaged by +2 or better weapons, though they are susceptible to damage from non-magical weapons made of pure iron. Iszirisur may Gate (40% probability of success) 1d6 Agara Muun (25%) or 2d4 Uszu Anang Kal (75%).

Iszirisur freely roam the Astral Plane in search of unwary victims and are only encountered in the physical world when summoned by foul rituals or sent forth by their demonic masters.

The Tablets of Adad Untash tell the faithful that Iszirisur are the souls of officers who ordered their soldiers to violate the laws of Kurraszu and murder women, children or elders.

Far beyond the great desert, one will find the troubled land of Umaab. The people of this once proud kingdom are oft beset by demons who serve the dark god Nergal. The characteristics of these demons are described in the holy Tablets of Adad Untash.

Lugul the Elder despised sitting in the opulence of King Asirsz’s palace. The excess and waste of the nobility were too much to bear for a man whose sole purpose in the eyes of Marduk was to provide surcease to the common people of Umaab. Just watching fat Prince Husze gorging himself on a plate of boar-and-oat that would feed a normal family for a week made Lugul’s blood boil. That his companion, Dusz, sought to out eat the prince only made it worse.

“Calm thyself, priest. Your consternation plays across your face like the sun upon black glass,” the enchantress Giszeah whispered beside him. “Dusz only does what he must to secure the king’s attention. Now that he is Champion of Dnaniri he must needs behave a certain way. At least at times.”

“I understand, my friend, but I do not have to like what I see. And believe me when I say that this behavior is not viewed well by the gods.”

“Damn the gods, then,” Dusz bellowed, bits of boar-and-oat spraying from his mouth as he spoke. “Do not think I cannot hear you two, whispering your whispers. Men must eat!”

Prince Husze laughed uproariously at this, his own repast spilling out onto his plate, which was quickly taken away by servants and replaced with a new one, causing Lugul no end of irritation.

“When my father sought to fill the Champion’s place after Ullabas was killed, you know it was I who suggested you, friend Dusz. Your name and deeds spoke for themselves, despite your dubious ac-c-cquaint-an-”

Prince Husze’s voice caught in his throat as he began to choke, a bone caught in his windpipe. Three servants rushed forward to assist the prince, his face rapidly changing from its soft pink tones to a red that bordered on purple.

Even as the men strove to save the prince from his own gluttony, he struck at them and shoved them away, attempting to defend his plate from them as though they were out to steal his food. Lashing out so violently, he drove the men back, while at the same time sealing his fate. In short order, the gluttonous prince lay dead, splayed across the table, face down in the food he cared for more than he did his own people.

Moments later, in the Halls of Dust and Darkness, a new beast was born to one of the Demon Empresses’ handmaidens. Its birth cries sounded oddly like a man choking to death while laboring to protect something he held precious.

Dgaan (Higher Order Demon)
No. Enc.: 1d3 (1d3)
Alignment: Chaotic (evil)
Movement: 120’ (40’)
Armor Class: -1
Hit Dice: 9
Attacks: 4 (2 claws, 1 bite, 1 tail sting)
Damage: 1d12/1d12/3d8/2d4 + poison
Save: F9
Morale: 10
Hoard Class: XX
XP: 4,500

Birthed in the Halls of Dust and Darkness by the handmaidens of Shalma Shalmallah, Dgaan come forth into the world with the body of the lion, the head of the crocodile, and the terrible stinging tail of the scorpion. These demons are as cruel as they are clever and live only to sow chaos in wherever they may be sent by their mothers’ mistress.

Dgaan attack by rending with their claws and biting with their ever-dripping jaws. Further, they strike with the poison-filled barbs atop their their segmented tails. The poison from these creatures is both strong and deadly – saving thrown made against this poison suffer a -3 penalty and a failed save results in instant death, while those whose saves are successful are drained of 1d4 each of Strength and Constitution due to the wasting effects of the poison. Characters who are killed by Dgaan poison may not be resurrected or reincarnated.

In addition to these attacks, Dgaan have the following spell-like abilities, useable at will: Detect Invisible, Hypnotism, Illusion, Invisibility, Levitate, Mind Blank (1/day), Mirror Image, Polymorph Other, Polymorph Self, Read Language, Suggestion, Symbol of Insanity, Vanish, and Ventriloquism.

Additionally, they possess all of the abilities of a typical Higher Order Demon:

• Infravision (90’)
• Half damage from cold-based attacks
• Half damage from electrical-based attacks
• Half damage from fire-based attacks (all)
• Half damage from gas-type attacks
• Telepathy (allows all languages to be understood)
• Teleport without error

Dgaan can only be damaged by +2 or better weapons, though they are susceptible to damage from non-magical weapons made of pure iron. Dgaan may Gate (30% probability of success) 3d6 Lum Anang Kul (25%) or 2d4 Badag Gul (75%).

Dgaan are occasionally found wandering the plains or deserts of Umaab; more frequently, though, they are encountered traveling on a mission for Shalma Shalmallah.

The Tablets of Adad Untash tell the faithful that Dgaan are the souls of nobles who mistreat their servants and wantonly waste resources that could make their people’s lives better.