Several water-dripping tentacles sprout from this four-eyed fish’s belly, while long fins protrude from its back.
Speed 30 ft., swim 60 ft.
Melee bite +11 (1d8+4), 2 tentacles +6 (1d4+2 plus trip)
Ranged water blast +7 touch (1d8 plus push)
Special Attacks death flood, push (water blast, 5 ft.)
Spell-Like Abilities (CL 7th; concentration +9)
At will—control water
Str 18, Dex 8, Con 19, Int 12, Wis 13, Cha 15
Base Atk +7; CMB +11; CMD 20 (24 vs. trip)
Feats Combat Reflexes, Great Fortitude, Iron Will, Weapon Focus (water blast)
Skills Knowledge (nature) +8, Survival +8, Swim +22
Languages Aquan, Sylvan
SQ amphibious, muddy field
When a grodair is killed, it immediately explodes in a 15-foot-radius burst of highly pressurized water that deals 5d6 points of damage (DC 17 Reflex for half). After the explosion, a successful DC 25 Survival check allows a creature to recover a cluster of strange organs from the remains. This cluster functions as a decanter of endless water for 2d6 hours, but can only produce a “stream” or “fountain” effect. Failing this Survival check by 5 or more causes the cluster to burst, dealing an additional 2d6 points of damage to that creature (no save) and destroying the organs entirely. The save DC is Constitution-based.
As a standard action when on sand, soil, or other types ofloose earth, a grodair can gush standing water into the area surrounding it. Upon doing so, the land within 15 feet of the grodair is treated as a shallow bog. This water remains as long as the grodair is within 15 feet and wishes to maintain the water. The bog instantly disperses as soon as the grodair is killed or moves out of the area.
The grodair’s ranged attack is a pressurized blast of water. This attack has a range of 60 feet with no range increment.
Environment any water or coastlines
A grodair is a bloated aquatic creature from the primal world of the fey. The bulbous sac on its spine is an extradimensional space that can contain thousands of gallons of water. The creature drains water (including small bits of debris and even very small creatures) from one place and releases it in another, typically creating boggy areas as it moves so it can travel more quickly than its tentacles can carry it. A grodair can rise up to 6 feet on its tentacles, measures 7 feet long, and weighs about 400 pounds.
A grodair is intelligent, but extremely absentminded and careless. Its memory is poor, and it has difficulty remembering things it was told even 5 minutes prior—though it can recall some events of the distant past with perfect (and often frustrating) clarity.
Typical grodairs can rise up on their tentacle legs to a height of nearly 6 feet, though they rarely do so. Most measure about 7 feet long and weigh about 400 pounds.
Grodairs are solitary nomads, wandering seemingly at random. They meander through glens—suddenly submerged by their eerie control over water—and recently drowned vales, poking curiously at the remains. Grodairs are intelligent, but extremely absentminded and careless. They have memories little better than actual fish, and for the most part have difficulty remembering things they were told 5 minutes ago—though some facts seem to crystallize within their memories, allowing them to recall events of the distant past with perfect clarity.
Grodairs are picky eaters, nibbling on the choicest of flotsam. A grodair that raises waters to drown a faerie queen’s castle might then swim in and nibble on a few pieces of cake and frosted grapes; one that has just drowned an orchard might grab a few apples before moving on. They have a similar approach to treasure. Having no need for magical items or artifacts and lacking any conception of their actual purpose, an absentminded grodair often consumes any shiny baubles it comes across, mistaking the loot for brightly colored food.
The magical organ holding whole lakes worth of water within a grodair has befuddled many sages. It appears to be an extradimensional space accessed through the grodair’s mouth. The grodair can either belch forth highly pressurized blasts of water or gradually drool out enough water to swamp its surroundings. The sac often contains more than water, as the aqueous creature’s vacuum sucks up dirt, leaves, algae, and even small fish— fueling curiosity as to the waters’ origins.
Grodairs are solitary creatures, meeting others of their kind only rarely. When their paths—or rather, their streams—cross, a pair of grodairs may mate and produce a dozen or so small fry. After the eggs hatch, they are the responsibility of the male grodair to raise and teach for 3 years (assuming, of course, he remembers his responsibility). Once the small grodairs reach the age of 3, they are fired out of their sire’s tentacles on a high pressure jet of water in the direction of the nearest large lake or ocean.
Grodairs are driven to explore, but they cannot say why—if there ever was a reason for their constant watery peregrinations, they forgot it long ago. One bizarre theory is that grodairs were an early attempt by the gods to fix the broken flow of water across the ever-changing landscape. If this theory is true, then there should be other creatures out there that have similar powers to move mountains or reshape the world. Another tale claims that grodairs are the servants of a buried god who was imprisoned under the ocean when the other deities abandoned the First World, and that they search for his drowned tomb to free him, while a third theory insists that the extradimensional space in the sac requires constant renewal, and that most of a grodair’s brain is taken up with casting and recasting the same spell over and over. Sensible sages, though, just point to the grodairs as another example of the ill-considered and haphazard nature of reality in the land of the fey.
The forgetful grodairs rarely mean to cause deliberate harm, but are often so distracted they forget that other creatures cannot breathe underwater. A grodair might drown a village, then swim into the ruins wondering why everyone is taking a nap. When their errors are pointed out to them, grodairs become immensely apologetic, offering to do whatever they can to make amends. “Would you like a nice ornamental pond,” they ask, “or perhaps a waterwheel?” In any event, the creatures soon lose interest and swim off in search of something more interesting that they cannot name. In the past, some vengeful souls have tried hunting grodairs, but when cornered they are surprisingly doughty foes, using blasts of high-pressure water to send enemies flying and soaking the ground around them to make it harder for enemies to attack them in melee. If a foe is knocked prone, a grodair may train its water spray on him, keeping him pinned underwater until he drowns or until the fish forgets he is there.
Grodairs also have a surprisingly powerful tail swipe and viciously sharp teeth. When the creatures are slain, their water sacs rupture, letting all of its contents loose in a tremendous flood. Overeager attackers can release a deluge on their own heads; experienced hunters stalk grodairs with small canoes in tow, waiting until the creatures’ sacs are nearly empty before attacking. Alternatively, many predators simply attack from above.
Most grodairs explode in a blast of murky water and over-sized fish guts when slain. Some, however, do not. Only grodairs that meet death with their fragile internal extraplanar space intact don’t erupt in this fashion. While these fish creatures’ delicate organs often erupt as the result of even the gentlest killing, some anomalous organs remain viable after its body’s death—approximately one in 10. These satchel-sized sacks continue to function for a period of 2d6 hours as a decanter of endless water, but one that can only produce a “stream” or “fountain” effect. This organ can only be extracted by making a DC 22 Heal or Profession (fisherman) check. Failing this check by 5 or more causes the organ to burst as per the grodair’s death flood ability. A grodair’s magical innards have no gp value, their size and sliminess outweighing any temporary remarkability.
Additional Ecology Section 15: Pathfinder Adventure Path #36: Sound of a Thousand Screams. © 2010, Paizo Publishing, LLC; Author: Richard Pett.
Pathfinder Roleplaying Game Bestiary 3, © 2011, Paizo Publishing, LLC; Authors Jesse Benner, Jason Bulmahn, Adam Daigle, James Jacobs, Michael Kenway, Rob McCreary, Patrick Renie, Chris Sims, F. Wesley Schneider, James L. Sutter, and Russ Taylor, based on material by Jonathan Tweet, Monte Cook, and Skip Williams.