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== See also == |
== See also == |
Revision as of 05:24, 30 August 2015
Gurgut are creatures predominantly found in marshy regions—the Exalted Plains in the Dales region of Orlais, for example—whose diet consists mostly of fish and marsh weeds.[1]
Background
The Chant of Light claims that the Maker made us, and in our folly, we think ourselves blessed by such fact. If fact it is, for in my seeking, I find only base illusions, the better for being torn down and mocked as inadequate in the harsh light of reason. But as an exercise, let us say that it is true, that the Maker made us.
I have seen the gurgut basking in a slanted shaft of sunlight in the penumbral canyon, its putrescent tongue scenting the rancid air of the nameless and unnamable swamp, swishing the uncaring grass of the plains with its passage. It is some cousin of the wyvern, but bereft of the savage ferocity for which the latter is praised and hunted by Orlesian nobles. Its thick-lidded eyes stare witlessly, and its jaw hangs agape; it is not befuddled or frustrated by its want of reason, but perfectly content, a drooling idiot.
Its pallid belly stretches and distends, disdaining all reason, when it gorges itself upon its prey. I have seen such a lowly beast swallow a chevalier whole, the great and shining warrior taken by surprise in the tall grass, his silverite armor gleaming as the gurgut unhinged its jaw to draw the chevalier in. Across its belly, I saw the kicks and struggles grow frenzied and then still, and the idiot beast settled into a happy torpor. The ruined armor of the noble chevalier lay among the gurgut's spoor several days later.
Say that it is true, that the Maker made us. What if He made us for food? What if the grand purpose of our searching existence is to stretch the belly of a beast that slinks through the tall grass? What if there is a single unbending purpose and, in it, we are cattle to feed the witless leviathans that slumber unseen beneath us?
—From An Anatomie of Various Terrible Beasts, by Baron Havard-Pierre d'Amortisan
Master makes us check behind him for gurguts at all times. He also carries a very sharp stick.
—Footnote in the margins of the manuscript by the baron's scribe, Dunwich
Researched: Damage Against Beasts Increased
—From Codex entry: GurgutInformation
- Electricity Vulnerability
- Immunity: Physical Effects
- Greater Nature Resistance
Locations
Loot
Gallery
See also
- ↑ Dragon Age: The World of Thedas, vol. 2, p. 300