Covered with a patina of viscous green slime, this humanoid-shaped mass of polypoid filaments and horn-like protrusions lumbers along with the gait of a drunkard. The fibrous green tendrils that are woven together to create its form constantly writhe and pulsate in a heartbeat rhythm. A sickening stench and a sloshing sound mark its steady advance, and its eyes glow red.

Without a trace of individuality, the spawn are little more than additional appendages for their hideous god. Its plans are as unfathomable as the chaos that spawned it, and just as horrific. Any human-sized creature reduced to 0 Charisma by a spawn's poison lapses into a coma and undergoes a monstrous transformation into a Spawn of Shub-Ishniggarab. Over the course of an hour, the sense of self is washed away and subsumed into the unifying consciousness of the terrible god. Instinct: to serve Nanny.

• Calm into quiescence with eye contact.
• Poison foe for 1d3 Charisma.
• Irrupt with polypoid protrusions.