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Gravestone Gorgon




Slain by a hero, this shambling horror did not lay quietly but she still rots. The lethal wound was a slice across the throat which didn't quite lop off her head. With what life energy remained, the medusa turned her killer to stone. When living death claimed the land, her corpse was still fresh enough to rise. Though, the snakes atop her head are putrid, seeping tendrils and her once envious curves hang from pitted bones by strands of fetid meat. Leftover venom bubbled from slit throat and cracks in her rancid skin. While this terror can no longer petrify targets, she can still hold them fast as venom burns through their bodies.


-Records of the Charnel House

Gravestone Gorgon​

Medium undead (zombie), lawful evil

Armor Class 8

Hit Points 52 (7d8 + 21)

Speed 30ft

Str 15 Dex 6 Con 16 Int 7 Wis 12 Cha 7

Saving Throws Wis +3

Condition Immunities charmed, exhaustion, exhaustion, petrified, poisoned

Damage Immunities poison

Senses darkvision 60 ft., passive Perception 11

Languages Common

Challenge 3 (700 XP)

Undead Fortitude.

If damage reduces the zombie to 0 hit points, it must make a Constitution saving throw with a DC of 5+the damage taken, unless the damage is radiant or from a critical hit. On a success, the zombie drops to 1 hit point instead.

Actions

Slam.

Melee Weapon Attack: +4 to hit, reach 5 ft., one target. Hit: 5 (1d6 + 2) bludgeoning damage.

Zombie Snake Hair.

Melee Weapon Attack: +4 to hit, reach 5 ft., one creature. Hit: 4 (1d4 + 2) piercing damage. In addition, the creature must succeed on a DC 13 Constitution save or be Paralyzed for the next minute. At the end of each of its turns, an affected creature may repeat this save with the effect ending on success. The creature has a stony skin appearance while Paralyzed.

Reactions

Venom of the Grave.

The zombie uses its reaction to well up poison in every creature currently paralyzed within 30ft of it. Each creature takes 1d6 poison damage.

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