Sown OneFlesh Golem

Sown One – Flesh Golem

One of the Wandering Mage’s more macabre conjurations, the Sown One is intended to be a horrific sight that would stifle even hardier and seasoned adventurers. The smell of its rotting patchwork flesh is enough to make a man hurl, let alone the grisly sight of the walking pile of flesh. For Aaron, creating it to emulate the foulest workings of Myrothlir brought no joy, and much dread.

Yet it is a necessity, like all the creations in the Bastion. The Sown One is not conscious and feels no pain despite its groans of agony. Every piece of its appearance is crafted to be as macabre as possible. When called upon it wanders the Bastion’s halls, hunting interlopers in darkness, its chains rattling from far away.