Based on the Blind Man from Night Horrors: Conquering Heroes

Background Beasts speculate as to how much of the Blind Man’s legend holds truth. This Insatiable definitely exists, but the duration of his existence, breadth of his ruinous activities, and his mo- tivations all conflict from one tale to the next. The Blind Man is an Insatiable incomprehensible for his alien behavior, even others among his kind fail to comprehend what he’s attempting to achieve through his actions. Legend tells of an elderly Persian who walked the length of the Achaemenid Empire while wearing a fastened blindfold. Wherever his road took him, violence and decay followed in his wake, eventually warping the land itself into vistas beyond anything natural for the region. Whenever someone attempted to aid the old cripple, he stood in place and considered. Factors completely arbitrary to most people determined whether he would either opulently reward or slowly and painfully murder the would-be altruist and his entire family. Tales hold that the same blind wanderer arrived in Béziers during the Albigensian Crusade, having inspired acts of fanati- cal violence in the people around him during his journey. A layer of metal was folded over his eyes and bolted to his temples, yet somehow he made it to the town despite his lack of sight. The resident Cathars insisted on removing the torturous device on his head, despite his protestations. The town soon fell to the purges of the crusades, chaos and bloodshed reigning. The Blind Man departed to the smell of burning flesh, a chunk of it hanging from his mouth. The Blind Man patrolled the battlefields of the Napoleonic Wars, clad in the uniforms of the dead, a bloody, scabrous bandage over his eyes. Whenever he rested and was given alms, soldiers’ corpses would spring forth with disease enough to eliminate entire regiments from the region. Water grew foul, King Cholera reigned, and he would slowly dance among the choking, dying young men. He helped along those who begged for their mothers as they expired. The tale holds that those who begged for their father received comfort, and sometimes even healing, from the Blind Man. Wherever the Blind Man treads, ruin stalks closely be- hind. He does not conform to a single method of delivering pandemonium; his medium and motives are far too abstract for any contemporary Beast to understand. One year he may exalt in plague borne by insects swarming around him, while in another he craves the violent shedding of blood through ritual sacrifice. A generation later, the Blind Man may riddle his victims with nightmares of the world splitting asunder as he stands astride the crack, and later still he may simply instill fear of the wardrobe-dwelling boogeyman, as he stares through the slats at children struggling to sleep.