Flesh Golem - The Sown One

[Large Sized Model - 50mm Base]

[Presupported with LYS files in 32mm & 75mm Scale]

An atronach of flesh, conjured and animated by the Wandering Mage. The Sown One does not suffer, for it feels nothing; it is nothing. A mindless amalgamation that is a terrifying facsimile of a humanoid, it only knows its masters will. Such a will sees that it would bring a violent end to any who dare tread in his realm.

One of the Wandering Mage’s more macabre conjurations. The Sown One is intended to be a horrific sight that would stifle the courage of even hardier and seasoned adventurers. The smell that wafts from its rotting patchwork flesh is enough to make a man hurl, let alone the grizzly sight of the walking pile of flesh. It is thus a trial of bravery to simply face the creature, and also defeat it in combat. For Aaron, it is designed to emulate the foulest workings of Myrothlir; creating it was a feat that brought him no joy, and much dread himself.

Yet it is a necessity, as he tells it, like all of the creations in the Bastion. The Sown One, despite its morbid appearance, is not a conscious being, nor does it feel pain despite its groans of agony. Each piece of its outward appearance is carefully crafted to be as macabre as possible, building a steadfast heart to any who would face it. It wanders the Bastion’s halls when called upon, hunting interlopers in darkness, the rattling of its chains heard from far away.