Hyperiad
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+ | There is a rumor that a mysterious race of ordered beings have harnessed hyperiads in celestial magical furnaces and interdimensional workshops to work hyperium with unmatched precision in order to construct hyperium clockwork guardians for the forces of order. Inscriptions that claim to have been read off of a few rare pieces of this clockwork state "Low unto our golden god we have flown with wings of clockwork and his steads have softened the metals of our flesh so as to be unto us in their creations" |
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This is a vaguely anthropoid shape made up of seething, crackling golden plasma that gives off a great deal of light.
No finer features beyond the rough anthropoid outline are visible.
This is a member of the class of being called hyperiads, which are said to dance endlessly in tremendous swarms near the sun, Hyperion, which they are able to tolerate, and indeed thrive upon, because they are composed of the same energies which flood from the sun in such profusion.
Whatever their behavior in their native environment, away from it they are extremely dangerous, acting in all known cases as if possessed by raging, killing madness.
It is permeated by an thick, intense field of lightning.
It has a webwork of sparkling light within and around it.
It looks about twenty-four and a half dimins tall, seven and seven tenths dimins wide and one and nineteen twentieths dimins long.
It is in good shape and is giving off light.
Rumor:
There is a rumor that a mysterious race of ordered beings have harnessed hyperiads in celestial magical furnaces and interdimensional workshops to work hyperium with unmatched precision in order to construct hyperium clockwork guardians for the forces of order. Inscriptions that claim to have been read off of a few rare pieces of this clockwork state "Low unto our golden god we have flown with wings of clockwork and his steads have softened the metals of our flesh so as to be unto us in their creations"