The second in a series of planar explorations with Zazazel, we worked into the underworld of Ithalembor. There, in the jungles of the Isle of Monahkor, we happened upon a tribal cult that paid homage to their native god, Aelagathua, a gargantuan black lion with multiple rows of gnashing teeth which drip with poison, its claws are unbreakable and razor edged, it whirls nine tails, each of fire, shadow, ice, electricity, death, poison, deadly spores, a bloody bone tail which delivers unspeakable diseases with a touch, and a final tail which can rain down storms. His dominion is that of the elements and creating havoc throughout the planes. He too was put down through combative ritual to bind him and force his divinity into a crystal by the Buried King. Since, he has found a new home in the Abyss next to the Abysmal Empress. He is a wild and voracious guardian that effortlessly commands the cardinal and abstract elements to destroy one’s enemies. He commands the winds, the waters, storms, and the earth. He speaks with a guttural, yet precise voice. I have included a scroll of instruction to use when calling him forth as you must call him by his various names of power, but he will answer the call with smoke, sulfur, and with the smell of wet earth.