The Children of Baphomet
The misbegotten spawn of Baphomet spill forth from the Beast's loins like blood from a wound.
The Corrupt Pantheon
Baphomet holds court over its Dark Forest, spreading its corrupt influence with the greatest of its courtesan-progeny.
5E-Ready Supplements
The Braying Call - Adventure
The village of Essenvald has fallen to madness, its people driven by an eerie, ceaseless braying from the Black Forest. Unravel dark rituals, survive frenzied villagers, and confront the monstrous Bies in this grim adventure for levels 5-13.
Festival of Fecundity - Faction Book
The Faction Book revealing the carnal details of Orthos, the Second Son, and the Festival of Fecundity. Alongside a host of lore details, this book includes Statblocks for Orthos, the Bestial Byblows, and the Ritualists.
Baphomet, the Mother of a Thousand Young, has birthed a pantheon of demigods, minor deities, and monstrous horrors, spewing them forth across the breadth of Doaden. Its ever-growing bloodline mutates with each ritual of fecundity, while violent outsiders cut short entire branches of the sprawling, abominable lineage. In the wake of the Cataclysm, as civilization crumbled and the wards of imperial dominion fell, Baphomet’s influence spread like a plague.
No longer confined to the shadows, its corruption now consumes entire regions. Forests writhing with half-formed spawn, rivers black with afterbirth, and villages reduced to howling congregations of horned madmen. The barriers between man and beast are eroding, and with each new cycle of blood and birth, Baphomet’s children grow bolder, poised to overrun what remains of the world’s fragile order.
The entity known as Baphomet has existed upon the fringes of Doaden’s primal consciousness for as long as anyone can remember. The dread aspect of the Beast of the Woods, the Mother of Countless Young, can be found across cultures and folklores if one scratches away at any myth’s unique cultural trappings.
Baphomet is not connected to one particular forest or primal place, she exists in all at once, making herself known East to West, North to South, wheresoever her strange influence can be applied most subtly, and with the greatest effect.
On the fringes of civilization, where ancient traditions outweigh the influence of Azerai’s Creed, death, rebirth, and their mirrored aspect in the cycle of the seasons form the core of most folk beliefs. Ostentatious festivals replete with decoration and dance usher in these transitions from birth and spring to winter and death. In times of such deprivation as we are in now, these festivals have taken a more sombre bent, for a displeased Harvest Spirit can spell death upon an isolated hamlet as surely as any rampaging Ettin or Werebeast.
The pantheon of primal deities and otherworldly entities that exist within the folklore and the fog are as varied as they are dangerous. Perhaps most notable amongst them is Baphomet and her countless young. This capricious and ancient bloodline has long held ascendancy over the wild places, promising rampant growth in exchange for absolute obeisance from their subjects.
