Rakshasa
- The Matter of the Indian Necklace OH GOD!! Lore: Rakshasa OH GOD!! The Quest for the Cintamani Stone OH GOD!! Uruk Rhaksha
- Quote: My dear, sweet child--it's what I live for: to help unfortunate merfolk like yourself.
Poor souls with no one else to turn to. . .
I admit that in the past I've been a nasty
They weren't kidding when they called me, well, a witch
But you'll find that nowadays
I've mended all my ways
Repented, seen the light, and made a switch
True? Yes.
And I fortunately know a little magic
It's a talent that I always have possessed
And here lately, please don't laugh
I use it on behalf
Of the miserable, the lonely, and depressed
(Pathetic!)
Poor unfortunate souls
In pain, in need
This one longing to be thinner
That one wants to get the girl
And do I help them?
Yes, indeed!
Those poor unfortunate souls
So sad, so true
They come flocking to my cauldron
Crying, "Spells, Ursula, please!"
And I help them
Yes I do!
Now, it's happened once or twice
Someone couldn't pay the price
And I'm afraid I had to rake 'em 'cross the coals
Yes, I've had the odd complaint
But on the whole I've been a saint
To those poor unfortunate souls!
Rakshasa are beings of the Outer Dark. Their goals are usually to feed on mortals, gaining power until they can first bring a mate, then to reproduce. Only the truly foolish allow them to achieve either of these goals.
Rakshasa can change shapes, even changing into the exact copy of anyone they have consumed. Rakshasa have a limited use of the Lore of the Hosts as beings of the Outer Dark. Rakshasa can eat and drink mortal food, though they only get sustenance from eating those they have killed.
When first brought to the mortal plane, their first true form is that of a man tiger. As they gain in power their forms continue to increase in strangeness, evolving multiple arms and weird shaped heads. The tale of Shiva killing a Rakshasa described it as a being with 6 arms, 8 eyes, and a weird octagonal head, all over the striped tiger legs.