It is the doom that comes to Patala. It is a hunger that will consume us all - unless we stop it.
A monster unlike any other, the Abomination is a Shrikes
of unmatched size and power. It has glutted itself on nightmares and remade itself with them, becoming a mad conglomoration of all the dreams and fears of its victims. It only vaguely resemble the moth-like thing it once was, with the rainbow hued wings of the Shrike still jutting from a malformed back multiplied sevefold as the most obvious clue of its origin.
The story of the Abomination has a hundred branches, told across Patala since the Plague of Dreams
. That the Plague spawned it, most agree on, but from there each tale diverge, ranging from quiet to outrageous. With every sighting and every victim, its legend grows, and so does the stories.
It was born then, you know. No one of their kin has ever had a feast like that, like during the Plague. It ate and ate and ate, 'til it just swelled up like a fat man at a Chnagahn!
Only, it stayed big. Like the fat man at the Chnagahn, it's going to be twice as hungry next time, mark my words.
No, no, that's not what happened! My brother said.. He said he heard from a friend, what really happened. It was the fault of one of those warlock types, weaving his dark magic when the Shrikes were all over the place. Whatever he did, musta not been right. Said the Shrike swelled like a tick after a big meal, and ate him too.
I bet he did it on purpose. He must have. You can't trust witchery like that.
Yeah, well, it ate him, didn't it?