Description
Demigod of Madness, child of Uulyoth
Weslok was the first of Uulyoth's children. Given life before Giseptica was fully corrupted she gave birth to Weslok in a state of being between nothingness and life. Touched by the nothingness and corruption of the void at a young age drove him insane. However, being a hybrid of man, demon, and god has granted him immense strength. Giseptica made him a home in the mortal realm shortly before she was fully corrupted to keep him contained as a human cannot enter the world of the gods - even being half god.
Weslock acts rather childish, he is brash and quick to anger.
He often displays multiple personalities. The moments of clarity he is "Weslock" while the childish "Wes" is his more docile side. The demonic side of himself, known as "Lock", is the most cruel and sadistic one can get.
The oblivious demigod believes himself to be the prince of his domain, yet he remains a prisoner.
Weslock has a subtle power over those around him. Prolonged exposure can strip a man of their free will and those who have tried to reason with the mad god have become erased from existence.
Weslock appears to be 8 feet tall with a muscular build. solid red wings that fold neatly behind his back when he isn't using them. His muscular spined tail moves around playfully near his legs as if tasting the air.
GM Notes (Only visible to GM)
Weslock will first banish the guard as it tries to attack the party.
Weslock will fight the party at first - and after he kills them all he will resurrect them to speak with them after saying what fun it is to have visitors.
As Weslock enjoys poking the survivors the sword of N starts to glow. Fearing the sword's light Weslock thrashes around wildly and then dashes into a netherportal. The party must follow Weslock into his dreamscape and fight the mad god where he is most vulnerable - his own sanity. Upon defeating Weslock the party may leave the dungeon.
On Initiative
Who dares disturb the realm of Weslock!
General Insanity
There isn't enough grilled cheese to satiate this hunger.
Soul Mockery
I'll bake you into a pie and throw you into the trash because I'm allergic to pie!
Tell that whore Meliscula that Thundercackle is MY dog, she took everything else, I want my dog back!
Your name is stupid, did your mother even love you?
I'll lock you in a cage and feed you nothing but strawberry layered cheese-cake forever!
You'll never win the Parade-of-Homes.
On Heal
This isn't fair, I make the rules, I make the games!
On Death
I know death, he will finally have to let me play with him.