Small
Fey
CR 1/8
Chaotic Neutral
Ishkrel
Pretender Godling
Ishkrel appears as a pompous, child-sized being garbed in scrap regalia of impossible authority — a crown of bent tin, a cape of stitched banners, and eyes that glitter with earnest delusions of omnipotence. It speaks and acts as if it commands the cosmos, issuing proclamations that can bend a simple mind for a moment; once the charm fades the absurdity of its power is cruelly obvious. Harmless-seeming to most, Ishkrel is memorable because it treats everyday events (a spilled cup, a snapped twig) as matters of cosmic consequence, drawing on that theatre to manipulate the gullible and bolster its court of loyal animals and unwitting worshipers.
Armour
12
natural armor (tattered regalia)
Hit points
9
2d6+2
Speed
25ft
25 ft., climb 20 ft.
Challenge
1/8
25 XP
STR
8
-1
DEX
12
+1
CON
12
+1
INT
13
+1
WIS
10
+0
CHA
14
+2
Skills
Deception +4, Performance +4
Senses
darkvision 60 ft., passive Perception 10
Languages
understands Common but can't speak
Sovereign's Tap. Melee Weapon Attack: +3 to hit, reach 5 ft., one target. Hit: 4 (1d4+1) psychic damage and the target must succeed on a DC 12 Wisdom saving throw or be mildly Compelled for 1 minute. While Compelled in this way the target has disadvantage on its next ability check to resist a social interaction and treats Ishkrel's commands as if given by a friendly ally. The target can repeat the saving throw at the end of each of its turns, ending the effect on a success.
Divine Decree (1/day). Ishkrel points and issues a blustering command as if it were a divine edict. One creature within 30 feet that can hear Ishkrel must succeed on a DC 12 Wisdom saving throw or drop one held item (their choice) and spend its next action attempting to appease Ishkrel (perform a nonhostile action such as bowing, presenting an item, or speaking praise). A creature that succeeds is merely annoyed; a creature that fails is compelled but the compulsion is not magically enforced once the creature is out of direct sight of Ishkrel.
Legends say Ishkrel hatched from a cracked votive effigy discarded near a crossroads where several cults once vied for dominion. Folk who study strange miracles — such as Seraon of the Halbrim Archives — believe Ishkrel is the accidental product of too many prayers, a fey parvenu woven from opulence, superstition, and leftover sparks of divine magic. It is not truly a god, but its unshakeable posture and tiny acts of real influence have inspired entire roadside cults who consider it a local deity. Ishkrel lairs where attention gathers: abandoned shrines, crossroads, and the attics of inns. It collects trinkets of status, charms wandering animals into a ragged retinue, and cultivates small courts of admirers among village children and desperate pilgrims. The Conclave of the Pale Ledger documented one such court in the village of Kesturn, where farmers left bowls of milk to 'appease the Sovereign' after Ishkrel convinced them a drought would be reversed. Scholars are divided — some, like historian Yurtan of Neri, insist Ishkrel is harmless and pitiable, while others warn that its ability to sway minds makes it dangerous to the credulous.
Ishkrel stands about 3 feet tall with a lanky, slightly emaciated frame. Its skin is pale with a faint shimmer, like varnished paper. The face is angular and oddly expressive: exaggerated brows, a sharply hooked nose, and a mouth that rapidly shifts between mock-somber pronouncements and gleeful mischief. It wears a dented crown of interlocked tin and copper scraps, stitched ribbons taken from banners, and a cloak composed of mismatched religious pennants and torn book covers. Fingers are long and nimble, with ink-stained nails; its eyes are two glossy black beads that seem to reflect tiny, spinning constellations. Around its neck hangs a filigree locket that contains a faded scrap of prayer; it strokes this locket when seeking confidence. Scale reference: Ishkrel reaches roughly the waist of an average human and often perches on stools or small altars in cramped shrine spaces.
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