Your backpack suddenly developing teeth and tentacles was surprising to say the very least. You've been using it for months and the idea of it being a mimc is just unfathomable. But, now it's time to fight for your life. The same for the barbarian whose trusty ax has bent back to try and gnash him to pieces. The paladin's gear seems unaffected and now he's bellowing for a fiend to show itself. Is that chandelier dripping down to form something horned and a bit too spongy? Oh, this is going to be rough. Roll for initiative. A strange creature spat from the bowels of Hell, the mimic mimic doesn't have a properly demonic name. Hell, it doesn't even have a sense of identity beyond finding itself onto the mortal play to make malicious mischief. Essentially a demon-shaped puddle. It can assume the form of any object and shares many traits a mimic does. It can also share the ability to become a mimic with a nearby object for a short time. Perhaps it was formed by m...