Gloon, the Corrupter of Flesh

Humanity might consider itself lucky, for when we stand not even a glimpse of a chance in any struggle against the ancients of the cosmos, for the most part they are too grand in their powers and scale to even consider our existence. We are so young, so small and so insignificat in their plans and designs, that we tend to avoid most of their conflicts and scheming. However some of them Great Old Ones find use or purpose within our frail mortality. Some use us as cultists, leading us like cattle to do their bidding and help in some minuscule way to realize their grand designs. Others consider us morsels in their hunger, or yet diversions in their pursue of amusement. Gloon is amongst the latter, for it displays curiosity bordering on erotic thirst for humanity as a whole. It hides it’s monstrous form with ease, with glamour and spells, usually taking form of beautiful statues of the classical era, stalking the growth of civilization, observing us and our growth, perhaps even helping hum