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Minotaur

The crash of furniture being hurled against the walls of his chamber echoed through the streets of Darhok as Belphegor was consumed by a fit of rage. Cursing the existence of his vile sister Tingel, Belphegor was lost to the fiery abyss of hate for many weeks, so that even his most loyal servants fled in fear. "She overstepped her bounds this time, when she created those pathetic Humans," snarled Belphegor. "She dares usurp my seat as Favoured of Lif! For that, she and her children will suffer greatly!" (At this point, one must remember that the histrionic Belphegor is prone to fits of insanity, and what he sees as reality, is often judged the workings of a delusional mind by most others.) Belphegor disappeared into the bowels of Blightspawn, and did not surface for what seemed an eternity. During this time, the ear-shattering screams of horrifically tortured souls echoed throughout the caverns for weeks on end. When silence echoed from the depths of Blightspawn, thirteen of Belphegor's most experienced Necromancers and Dark Healers ventured into Blightspawn to discover what had become of their master. Screams of agony and terror and the savage roars of bestial rage shattered the stillness. From the darkness charged a creature of nightmares, a demon made flesh. Baptised in the blood of the thirteen from horn to hoof, the Minotaur were set loose upon the mortals of New Home.

The Minotaur have since grown into a savage, warlike society where strength and endurance, and skill at arms are the keys to survival. Minotaur females are extremely rare, in fact, none have ever been seen outside of Blightspawn, and Belphegor intends it this way. What better way to control his savage, blood-thirsty demons made flesh, than by controlling their mates. Horribly violent by nature, Belphegor's cruel ministrations have driven the Minotaur beyond the edge of sanity. What little intellect they once possessed has been warped and twisted into a complex weave of psychotic nightmares and homicidal rage. Reason and thought do not exist much beyond that required to comprehend simple commands. Those commands vary only by the degree of destruction Belphegor wishes to visit upon his perceived foe.

Night vision: Average
Special Limb Information: Minotaur are the demented, crossbred creation of Belphegor's darkest rage, a hybrid of man and bull. Unlike the Centaur, Minotaur walk upright upon their powerful, hoofed legs which resemble the hindquarters of a bull. A short tail grows from the fur covered lower half of the Minotaur.
Primary Language: Minosken

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