The Shambleau Project

Call of Cthulhu: Shambleau as Lesser Independent Race

Stats

Lovecraftian Erotic Horror

Str: 12
Con: 14
Int: 9
Dex: 15
Pow: 18
Siz: 12

Weapons:

Claw: 65% - 1d8 damage

Head Tentacles: 75%, suffocation

Sexual Aura

Power Drain (see text)

Shambleau appears as a highly sensual and slightly feral young woman, with light brown skin and strangely shaped fingernails. Her most striking feature, should her "hair" be covered, are the eyes, deep green and slitted as a cat's.

The Shambleau feeds off the life energy (= Power) of the victim, that it leads to an almost fevered state of sexual arousal (possibly thorough pheromone emission) and subsequently wraps with her mane of wormlike appendages during intercourse. The wrapping is essential to the feeding process, and leaves the victim covered in a slimy, sticky substance.

The Power drain works in reason of 1D8 power points each intercourse. Please notice the Power points are restored at the normal rate as per CoC rulesbook. Once the power points reach 0, the Shambleau starts draining the POW of the character, at a rithm of 1D4 points per intercourse.

Shambleau could be attached to the cult of Hastur, but the connection has yet to be fully verified.

They are not known to use spells or tools.

Bibliography

A passing reference to Shambleau can be found in the Necronomicon - of course - and in the Revelations of Glaaki (4th volume).
Shambleau-addicts usually do not have the time or the stamina to keep a diary.

Dreamlands Connection

It takes no great leap of imagination to see the Shambleau as a perfect denizen of the Dreamlands, a particularly sensual and dangerous sucubus.
A character whose Dream persona falls under the spell of the Shambleau will suffer deeper-than-usual sleep at first, associated to a certain lack in vitality upon waking. Later,  a deep comatose state will set in, marked by a fast loss of vital impulses.
Death of the dream persona will also mean death of the wakeworlder.

niteside dreams notes

It takes all sorts, they say.
Anyway, you just keep your eyes open for a wild dame in a scarlet dress and a turban, as you make your rounds of the gin-joints of this town. Feral looking, a real jungle queen, will send blue shivers through a crowded room. Unmistakeable.
They say a lot of guys that went to sleep with her never woke up to tell the story.
So keep you eyes open and your pants on, right?

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