As his reserve of energy swells, the whispers and rustlings from around the basement rise to a subtle crescendo. His failures sense the life he absorbs; they envy him his power. It is very sad. They are like Erin and Paige and the others, Changed, according to the principles of the great work of the Roggoth’shoth, only these early ones did not turn out so well. They are quite insane. Like the fiends of fabled Azzorloth, Bridge Between Worlds, so arcanely described by the ancient mage Penticlese in the Roggoth’shoth .