In case it somehow slipped by you over the weekend, the writeups for all six of the standard order Demons of Adad Untash are now complete!

Below is a summary of these nasties with links to the full write-up for each.

• 8 Hit Die
• Harra Lal
  Wicked swords and fiery breath wrapped up in an 8′ tall nightmare package!
  AL C(E), MV 90′, AC -2, HD 8 + 4, #AT 4, DG 1d10, SV F9, ML 12
• Ghudhu Naab
  Man-sized owls with an insatiable thirst for potions!
  AL C(E), MV 60′, Fly 180′, AC 0, HD 8, #AT 3, DG 1d8/1d8/1d6, SV F8, ML 10
• 7 Hit Die
• Badag Gul
  Giant vermin-ridden, rat-headed, masters of despair! With big flails, too!
  AL C(E), MV 150′, AC 0, HD 7 + 3, #AT 1, DG 2d12, SV F8, ML 11
• Agara Muun
  Shield-crushing crab-demons with dark powers!
  AL C(E), MV 90′, AC -2, HD 7, #AT 2, DG 3d6/3d6, SV F7, ML 12
• 6 Hit Die
• Turul Dgag
  Giant 4-headed snakes with human faces that spit poison!
  AL C(E), MV 90′, AC 1, HD 6 + 6, #AT 5, DG 2d4 or poison and 1d6, SV F7, ML 9
• Banzu Mugaam
  Hairy human females with rotting camel heads and terrible talons!
  AL C(E), MV 60′, AC 0, HD 6, #AT 3, DG 1d6+1/1d6+1/1d4+2, SV F6, ML 10

The higher order demons are next. And after that, some demon lords. Real life is getting complicated, it’s going to take a while before I get them all done. But I’d like to think they’ll be worth the wait.

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 terrible blade tore at his flesh, its rotten steel teeth dragging agonizingly across his bones, Agaal Atar’s vision blurred from the pain. Even as he fought to retain his focus, he saw three of his best soldiers cut down by other, similar weapons the creature held in its chitinous hands.

The sight of the carnage brought bile to his mouth, and he knew he should sound the retreat. Against such a foe as this defeat was nothing less than imminent. Yet King Asirsz had ordered him here to clear the Fields of Gaal’aab of this demon so that a temple might be erected in honor of those noble souls who perished here long centuries past. And he would not dishonor his king with retreat.

As he continued to swing his hammer, nearly blind from the agony delivered by the demon’s blade, he began to feel an intense heat, as though the fires of hell themselves were being gouted upon him. And then, in an instant, Agaal Atar was no more.

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“Who led you to this certain doom?” the champion demanded of the handful of soldiers whose lives had been spared only because he and his companions had arrived in time to turn the tide of the battle.

“Atar,” a wounded lieutenant gasped. “It was General Atar, on the order of the king.”

“Has King Asirsz gone mad? Or was it this Atar whose faculties were failing?” Giszeah asked of the two men she rode with. “To send even an army against such a powerful demon, with scant magic to serve them! Whoever is responsible may as well have condemned them to the gallows.”

“If that is indeed the case, then our victory over the servant of Nergal is hollow,” Lugul replied. “The Tablets reveal a very specific fate for generals who lead their soldiers into death’s arms.”

Wiping the last of the demon’s ichor away from his grandfather’s axe, Dusz laughed wryly.

Harra Lal (Standard Order Demon)
No. Enc.: 1d6 (1d6)
Alignment: Chaotic (evil)
Movement: 90’ (30’)
Armor Class: -2
Hit Dice: 8+4
Attacks: 4 (weapons)
Damage: 1d10
Save: F9
Morale: 12
Hoard Class: XVII
XP: 3,020

Appearing as 8’ tall humanoid ants with fiery goat-like heads, Harra Lal are loathsome demons that blast the sanity of all who are unlucky enough to gaze upon them. In addition to their horrific appearance, Harra lal constantly bleat and moan like livestock in terror or great pain.

Harra Lal attack their enemies with four viciously-serrated great swords, wielding one in each limb not used for locomotion. Anyone wounded by one of these blades must make a saving throw vs. Death or suffer a -2 to hit and a corresponding penalty to armor class for the duration of the encounter with the Harra Lal due to the intense pain inflicted by these weapons. Further, damage delivered by these weapons will not heal naturally and magical healing of potency less than Cure Serious Wounds only heals 1 hp of this damage per application.

Harra Lal also posses a limited ability to breathe fire. This breath attack does damage equal to the current hit points of the Harra Lal. This attack may only be used twice per day.

In addition to the above features, Harra Lal have the following spell-like abilities, useable at will: Animate Objects, Cause Serious Wounds, Detect Invisibility, Fear, Gaseous Form, Invisibility, Shield, Silence 15’ Radius, Suggestion. Further, twice per day these demons may cast Haste or Slow.

Additionally, they possess all of the abilities of a typical Standard 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

Harra Lal can only be damaged by +1 or better weapons, though they are susceptible to damage from non-magical weapons made of pure iron. Harra Lal may Gate (25% probability of success) 1d6 Lum Anang Kul (25%) or 3d4 Bazu Tum Laag (75%).

Harra Lal are seldom encountered in the wild – they are far more often sent by the Demon Lords of Adad Untash to lead armies of lesser demons in their unholy wars of conquest. On occasion, though, a single Harra Lal may be found brooding at the site of an ancient battlefield where a particularly terrible defeat occurred.

The Tablets of Adad Untash tell the faithful that Harra Lal are the souls of generals who knowingly lead their soldiers to certain death.

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.

“You’re s-s-sure this old alch-ch-emist never d-d-dabbled in any sort of g-golem-mm-making?” Hataesz asked nervously.

Sagana cleared her throat, tired of the anxious sharper’s ridiculous pretense of reticence.

“Yes, of course I am,” she replied. There are no records of Dal Gaamasz ever doing anything other than producing potions. Incredible potions. Potions that make you as strong as ten oxen. Potions that give you a nose for gold. Potions that grant eternal life. Potions,” she continued, “that will make us both richer and more powerful than anyone in all of Umaab.”

Hataesz’ mouth began to water as he thought of the wealth he would soon be swimming in. And, now that the enchantress had lead him to this secret place – fully believing his “frightened of monsters” act – there really wasn’t a need to share that wealth with her. Though he would wait until their excursion was completed before he removed her from the equation.

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Dal Gaamasz’ ransacked laboratory stood before the thieves. Broken glass shone brightly in the unflickering light of Sagana’s spell. Not a single alembic or retort remained intact. Each vial and beaker had been drained of its contents. There was nothing here save the unexpected aroma of death.

“Muszul! You stupid w-witch!” Hataesz shouted, kicking a work table in frustration. “This useless p-place is empty! You’ve d-d-dragged me out here into the wastes for nn-nothing!”

“Silence, you ignorant lum!” the enchantress snapped back. “This place was as it should have been just this morning when I scryed upon it. Something is amiss.”

The two robbers continued to bicker, insulting one another’s lineage, abilities and even the skills the other had displayed in the bed they shared the night before. And as they did, both failed to notice a stirring just beyond the range of their light.

Two immense golden eyes opened slowly, as if from a deep slumber. And there was a quiet rustling of feathers that neither could hear over their shouting.

Ghudhu Naab (Standard Order Demon)
No. Enc.: 1d6 (1d6)
Alignment: Chaotic (evil)
Movement: 60′ (20′)
Fly: 180′ (60′)
Armor Class: 0
Hit Dice: 8
Attacks: 3 (2 claws, 1 bite)
Damage: 1d8/1d8/1d6
Save: F8
Morale: 10 (12 if potions stand to be gained)
Hoard Class: IX
XP: 2,560

Reeking of death and decay, Ghudhu Naab are demons in the form of man-sized owls. Ghudhu Naab are consumed with desire to possess magic potions, which they can smell (and identify) at a distance of up to 360′ . They will relentlessly attack any person who is carrying even a single potion and will not rest until the treasure is in their claws. Upon acquiring a potion, a Ghudhu Naab will drink it immediately if its powers will help in any combat that remains.

Ghudhu Naab have the following spell-like abilities, useable at will: Animate Dead, Cause Disease, Detect Magic, Dispel Magic, Fear, Hypnotism, Paralyze, Sleep, Speak With Dead.

Additionally, Ghudhu Naab possess all of the abilities of a typical 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

Ghudhu Naab can only be damaged by +1 or better weapons. Additionally, they are susceptible to damage from non-magical weapons made of pure iron. Ghudhu Naab may Gate (45% probability of success) 2d6 Saam Ursag Mul or 1d3 Barbu Dnin Kur.

Ghudhu Naab lurk in the darkest of labyrinths, searching for lost potions and waiting for those who would come in search of treasure.

The Tablets of Adad Untash state that Ghudhu Naab are the souls of wicked alchemists cast into perdition and cursed with an insatiable lust to acquire ever more potions.

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.

Dakka Sagaar intoned the words of blessing taught to all daughters of Inanna, imbuing her allies with the light of the eight-pointed star. She did not know what evil lurked in the defiled temple; she knew only that the High Priestess had sent her to recover the sacred Tablets of Tued Munut from within the crumbling walls of the ruin. And she would do whatever was necessary to serve her goddess’ commands.

Attending Dakka Sagaar on this journey were her temple’s Justicars, Bar-Idulam and Mahamusz. The warriors were brave enough in their own right, but even more powerful when blessed by the power of Inanna. The truth, though, was that she was calling upon her goddess more for the benefit of their guide, the young desert warrior Azeela, who glanced about mouselike as her hand twitched nervously at the pommel of the scimitar she wore at her waist.

“…Metarku ziibal. Egiszaz szar,” the Matriarch said, concluding the incantation. “We have now received the blessing of the daughter of the sky-god and moon-goddess, our mistress Inanna the reborn. Her hand will guide our hearts and, if need be, our weapons.”

“Egiszaz szar,” the Justicars replied in unison. They both turned their eyes to Azeela, waiting for her to complete the ceremony.

“Egiszaz szar,” the guide answered awkwardly. As the Umaabi warriors turned to face their priestess, Azeela added her own people’s blessing underneath her breath, “Nafiyya Farah.”

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Azeela was overcome with nausea and felt fever burning in her veins the moment the thing had bitten her. Swarms of them leapt from the giant creature that they had found guarding the tablets they had been sent to retrieve. Whatever magics the priest-woman had wrought were clearly not enough to protect them from the demon that towered over them now, battering away at Bar-Idulam and Mahamusz with the tremendous flail it wielded like a toy.

Dakka Sagaar, too, was pale and pouring sweat within moments of engaging the hell-spawned beast. The Justicars, though, were apparently unbothered by the bites delivered by the constant stream of vermin that assaulted them.

“We cannot defeat this servant of Nergal on our own!” shouted Mahamusz. “You must fight with us. We will cast the disease from your blood before it consumes you. But for now, you must fight!” As he spoke these words the demon brought its weapon down upon the holy warrior’s shoulder, shattering it with a sickening crack. The Justicar collapsed, his soul already on its way to join Ninurta.

A voice then spoke, not to the ears of the seekers, but within their minds. “Even if you defeat me, you no longer have the number needed to cure them both of the disease, paladin. Surrender now and I promise you that you will not have to watch them die.”

Bar-Idulam hesitated, a shadow of despair playing across his face. A moment later his grip loosened and his blade fell clattering to the floor.

“A promise is a promise,” the voice within their heads said wryly as a smile appeared on the demon’s ratlike face.

Badag Gul (Standard Order Demon)
No. Enc.: 1d6 (1d6)
Alignment: Chaotic (evil)
Movement: 150’ (50’)
Armor Class: 0
Hit Dice: 7+3
Attacks: 1 (weapon)
Damage: 2d12
Save: F8
Morale: 11
Hoard Class: XIII
XP: 2,100

Badag Gul stand 9’ tall and look like well-muscled men with the heads of giant rats. Mottled brown and grey fur covers their bodies, which teem with enormous fleas, ticks and lice. Anyone engaged in melee with a Badag Gul must make a saving throw versus Poison or contract a wasting disease that will kill them within 1d4 days from the bites of these vermin. Additionally, a character stricken with this disease may not move or attack for 1d6 rounds as the disease takes hold, wracking their body with fever and nausea. This disease may be cured by magical means only. All combatants, even those who successfully save vs. the disease suffer a -1 to hit and a corresponding penalty to their armor class due to the constant swarm of these insects.

Badag Gul attack with large heavy flails which they wield to terrifying effect due to their great strength. Further, they have the following spell-like abilities, useable at will: Clairaudience, Dispel Magic, Implant Emotion, Shatter, Speak With Creatures, Speak With Dead, Speak With Plants, Suggestion, Telekinesis (700 lbs.), Ventriloquism.

Additionally, they possess all of the abilities of a typical Standard 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

Badag Gul can only be damaged by +1 or better weapons, though they are susceptible to damage from non-magical weapons made of pure iron. Badag Gul may Gate (10% probability of success) 1d6+1 Tummahu Anang Gar (30%) or 3d4 Muzgub Anang Gul (70%).

Badag Gul haunt desecrated temples, improperly blessed burial grounds, and other sites where the power of the gods has been violated.

The Tablets of Adad Untash tell the faithful that Badag Gul are the souls of priests who mislead their congregations.

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.

Ullabas held firm as the giant claw closed around his shield, crushing it beyond recognition as the symbol of his position as Champion of Dnaniri. No matter. The king’s smiths would just have to make him a new one once this day was done.

“Anake!” the warrior called out. “What takes your enchantments so long?”

Ullabas’ question was answered with a rapid rise in the magician’s voice, whose arcane words were growing ever more powerful as he spoke them. The warrior had little understanding of Anake’s abilities, but he suspected that something very interesting was about to happen.

Then, without warning, three eldritch bolts shot past Ullabas and struck the enchanter, disrupting his concentration and causing his spell – whatever it was – to fail. Distracted by the setback, and now bereft of his shield, Ullabas failed to avoid the claws of the demon as it pressed the attack. Both struck home, and the Champion of Dnaniri felt his life fading as the two giant pincers closed ever more tightly about him.

Inhuman laughter filled the cave and Anake stared in horror at the rift that had been torn in reality by the demon’s dark magic. Coming from that gateway there seemed to be a hellish howling, like that of a dozen tormented baboons. The sound drew nearer as the crab-demon flung the two halves of Ullabas’ body to either side and began to advance.

And still that eyeless face laughed.

Agara Muun (Standard Order Demon)
No. Enc.: 1d6 (1d6)
Alignment: Chaotic (evil)
Movement: 90’ (30’)
Armor Class: -2
Hit Dice: 7
Attacks: 2 (2 claws)
Damage: 3d6/3d6
Save: F7
Morale: 12
Hoard Class: XXII
XP: 1,840

Agara Muun appear in our world as bull-sized blood red crabs with eyeless human faces. Their bodies exude a stench that is part rotten fish and part stale sweat. These demons are filled with extreme loathing for the living and delight in creating suffering and terror.

Agara Muun attack with their large and dangerous claws each round. Any character or creature successfully struck by both claws in a single round must save vs. Death or die instantly from being cut in two. Further, any claw attack that would have struck if the target were not using a shield destroys that shield as the powerful claw crushes it beyond usefulness.

Agara Muun have the following spell-like abilities, useable at will: Blindness, Deafness, Fear, Greater Confusion, Magic Missile, Mind Blank, Veil.

Additionally, they possess all of the abilities of a typical Standard 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

Agara Muun can only be damaged by +1 or better weapons, though they are susceptible to damage from non-magical weapons made of pure iron. Agara Muun may Gate (30% probability of success) 2d4 Lum Anang Kul.

Agara Muun sometimes occupy caverns and caves, though more often they are simply found in the service of evil cultists.

The Tablets of Adad Untash tell the faithful that Agara Muun are the souls of those who murdered their kin.

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.

Kurbisz the Executioner stood just behind Shaalath Akis, and slightly to her right. In fact, he was always slightly to her right. He had begun to suspect that the wound that caused the scar at the corner of her left eye had done more damage than she let on. And she was clearly disinclined to have the wily assassin somewhere that she couldn’t keep tabs on him. At least, he assumed that’s why she banished him from her bed when she was finished with him for the night.

And used magic to seal the doorway to her chamber after he left.

And inscribed some kind of weird rune on that door that filled him with dread when he looked upon it.

When he was inclined to be honest with himself, Kurbisz had to admit that he was probably just being used by the witch. But he was enjoying himself well enough. For the time being, anyway.

“Kurbisz!” the sorceress snapped. “Pay attention, fool. You are about to see a thing of such heart-rending beauty that your mind will be forever… changed.”

The assassin hated these little displays of what Shaalath Akis found “beautiful.” Usually it was some kind of dreadful demon or another. These things weren’t beautiful. They were ugly. Not terrifying or nightmarish or anything so astounding as that, though others seemed to find them so. But then he was not weak-willed like most of those who served his mistress. He was not so easily frightened. He was Kurbisz the Executioner, after all…

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“Get up, you halfwit!” Shaalath Akis barked. “You’ve seen worse than this and stood your ground. Why would something so simple cause you such fright?”

Kurbisz struggled to lift his shaking form from the ground where he had fallen in a dead faint. The thing. My god, the thing. A giant snake was something. A giant four-headed snake was another. A giant four-headed snake with human faces was still another. But the faces! The silent yet howling faces, in such… agony. Why had he reacted so strongly to them? What was it about them that… My god! That creature! It… it’s… it’s my father! Such suffering is to much too bear, even when heaped upon him!

Instinctively, Kurbisz drew his curved dagger and lunged at the creature that stood before him. All of his training brought the blade to its perfect mark. In an instant it lay dead at his feet, its serpentine body writhing even as the faces went slack, their eyes closing. As the demon let out its death rattle Kurbisz heard voices within his head. Its words brought tears to his eyes. Thank you, my son… they said.

Gods! The thing had known who he was all along.

Kurbisz collapsed again, in a heap at the feet of Shaalath Akis, who kicked his unconscious body as she sneered.

“Why in all of Umaab did you do that, you fool? It will be weeks before I can summon another of these damned things!”

Turul Dgag (Standard Order Demon)
No. Enc.: 1d6 (1d6)
Alignment: Chaotic (evil)
Movement: 90’ (30’)
Armor Class: 1
Hit Dice: 6+6
Attacks: 5 (4 bite or spit, 1 constrict)
Damage: 2d4 or poison/1d6
Save: F7
Morale: 9
Hoard Class: XVII
XP: 1,580

These demons appear as giant, four-headed snakes covered in orange, green and black scales. The four heads of an individual Turul Dgag represent the same man at four stages of his life: infancy, childhood, adulthood, and old age. Turul Dgag are eerily silent, even as their faces contort into masks of agony.

Each head of a Turul Dgag may attack independently in a round, either by biting or by spitting a viscous, milky poison to a range of 30’. Those struck by this secretion must save vs poison or die within 1d8 turns.

Turul Dgag have the following spell-like abilities, useable at will: Detect Hidden and Invisible Items, Darkness 10’ Radius, Fear, Snake Charm, Sticks To Snakes, Symbol of Despair. These demons also regenerate 1d3 hit points per round.

Additionally, they possess all of the abilities of a typical Standard 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

Turul Dgag can only be damaged by +1 or better weapons, though they are susceptible to damage from non-magical weapons made of pure iron. Turul Dgag may Gate (15% probability of success) 1d2 Uszu Anang Kal.

Turul Dgag occasionally gather in the ruins of ancient cities, especially those where vice and gambling were common.

The Tablets of Adad Untash tell the faithful that Turul Dgag are the souls of men who abandoned their families to pursue a life of gambling and debauchery.