This is how even when they are inflicting unimaginable suffering on you, Kytons will still look at you with pity, their faces shining with the compassion a mystic might feel for someone trapped in a material mindset, or a prisoner who mocks the wise for talking about the sun, when he can't even see the shadow on the wall. The tortures inflicted upon their victims are designed with that in mind. They seek to teach their victims what the truth is, to bring them out of darkness and into the light. While the individual philosophies do vary, Kytons generally torture and harm others because they seek to educate them. Yet they do not do this for mere sadism or because they long to see others in pain- Kytons are far more benevolent for that. And so, through a long process, these victims rose from mere material to fellow victimizer.įor you see, Kytons travel to other worlds to abduct people or trade with Demons and other foul creatures for fresh subjects to work on. These are those who when rigorously tortured and indoctrinated, did not collapse into mindlessness, obesquieous subservience or fanatic resistance, instead they were receptive to the scriptures being spoken over them as they were mauled and mutilated. The Kytons come from all races of mortal, from this and other worlds. Kyton does not refer to a race- it is a word from a dead language that means "Enlightened" or perhaps, "Educated". Treasure: Instruments of torture, tools of the trade, poisons, medicines and rare chemicals, magic items Languages: 1d12 Languages, most archaic or antiquated dialogues, but they're almost certain to speak something you do Number Appearing: 1d4+1, plus 1d3 Apostles and 1d6 Sacrai Slaves per Kyton Note: Unless stated otherwise, all art in this post comes from Pathfinder Second Edition For when these cultists open a portal to the realm of their Beloved Master, just as often as granting them power and pleasure here, he sometimes has his slaves gather them up and bring them back, so they can be with him, forever. This is both a blessing and a curse- for while the arrival of the Kytons means horrors never before seen are about to be unleashed, the targets of these horrors are often unsuspecting mortal cultists of Grazui, who are invited, whether they wish it or not, to partake of his wonders and terrors. They do not restrict themselves to Grazui's nightmare realm, however, but instead seek to enter our world to acquire new material and new members. There to this day, the Kytons labor and study, working to perfect their understanding of pleasure and pain, in order to gain a greater appreciation and grow in communion with their Beloved Master. He built himself a vast manse and surrounded it by a maze of gardens, nymphariums and pleasure gardens. Grazui then found an isolated corner of space beyond our world and placed his dwelling there. They attempted to strike him down, but Grazui managed to escape, slipping through a tear in the fabric of the world. Eventually, his sins grew too rank and numerous, so much that the Gods of Heaven, the Lords of Law came to notice the rogue Godling and sought to destroy him. His cult spread and grew like a cancer on the land, taking people by the sword and forging them into new members through profane and sadistic rituals. The first of the Kytons were supposedly a part of his original cult, whatever that was, and when he fell he dragged them down with him. Others deny this is his motivation, they claim he instead engages in this ruthless and persistent violence against himself, his followers and his victims in order that a champion should arise and finally destroy him. Now he seeks to spread his corruption to all beings, to enlighten them and lower them down to what he currently is. Long ago, it is said, he was the God of First Loves, but in his exploration of pleasure, he became corrupted. He is an absolutely repugnant being, irresistibly seductive and infinitely perverse. They are the children of Grazui is a Godling, a Dark Power revered by cults of decadence and pleasure, sometimes by name, or in other guises. Then they were broken, twisted into the entities you see before you. But they all began the same way, creatures with fairly ordinary lives, appetites and habits. Some are distinctively familiar, others alien. They are common races, from your world and others more distant. They were normal once, ordinary mortals who were changed into something horrific.
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