Monsters and sentients are far more different then what first meets the clawed out eye. While many often take the forms of creatures most sentients agree are hidious or feel threatening, some monsters retain humaniod, elfoid, and dwarfoid. Plus whatever else is counted as a sentient, features. What mainly divides monsters and sentients is their access to the system. Which is what many scholars use to classify new species and creatures. While this has led many of the species once counted among our kind to be ostracized, it has still led to the greater unification of our remaining species into the Nations and Guilds today.

-Monsters v. Sentients

Bard was a stupid class. Almost anybody with a brain could say that with absolute certainty. It was designed to be a combat class.

But took many cues from entertainment and social classes. Its large charisma bonuses were used to channel and enhance magical might and physical prowess.

Something that the stat wasn't the best used for. Even Sorcerors who used the stat only used it to enhance and bolster their magical skill rather then have it be entirely based on it.

Madness was even more useless to such a class, it actively conflicted with the charisma stat to the point that having and equal amount of madness and charisma would lead to a chaotic social presence and barely understood mannerisms even with the source of said mannerisms.

All in all, classes like the Eldritch Bard. The thing its summoner had used to create the Eldritch Wyrm Mothers body was basically useless to any sentient.

For beings like a wyrm though, it could be surprisingly powerful.

Like now.

It had been hurling bolts of eldritch madness, waves of cascading mania, and even a psychic fireball had bene unleashed.

To the unfortunate effect of many wyrms dying. Those were less thralls for it to command when it finally killed its summoner.

Which was surprisingly difficult.

The wyrm bard had enthralled a massive life wyrm to its aid. Using it to block its eldritch spells, even its binding spells meant to hold it in place fell through due to a passive skill it had.

Unfortunately, it had not taken the time to learn how to manually analyze class skills.

That was the only good thing about its fight right now, a wyrms racial skills were incredibly deadly and hard to counter.

With a simple thought they could add minerals they had eaten to their armor, burrow deep into the earth to channel the Earth Song that rumbled deep in the world and heal exponentially quick.

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Making their title of 'Earth Maws' by the dwarfs an earned one.

But young wyrms were relatively weak, and with a proper tactic, even the oldest wyrm could die to a simple wooden spear.

Its beam of red hot flame tore deep into the nature wyrm, cutting through its many skills and schorching the flesh underneath into a dark crisp. A small spurt of blood flowing out of its wounds as the nature wyrm let out a scream.

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That was the main problem, the nature wyrm would've normally bee unable to heal such a large chunk of HP on its own so quick. But the little monster that had summoned the eldritch monster had been a Bard.

And was currently using their greatest weapon. Bardic Inspiration. The only excellent thing about the class group and what made them so high in demand even with their frankly poor stat build.

Course, relying on one gimmick that was limited day to day made it really easy to kill them once they ran out of inspirations.

But good luck trying to keep your rage in check during the actual hard fight.

As for the wyrm, it had currently run out of Bardic Inspirations, which was bad all things considered.

A rough guess on how long it would last when its buffs on the large emerald wyrm.

Who had prolonged its own pathetic death till much later mind you.

That was the moment it was nearly sent flying off the damnable beast when a ray of eldritch insomniac eyes flew forth from the eldritch wyrm mother's finger tip.

The ray of matter and energy collided with several wyrms and the decaying corpses of many more before splattering themselves all over the far cavern wall.

The splattered flesh quickly began to try and gobble up the stone and any poor wyrms around it, acquiring a few more squirming creatures before slowing down. And then completely stopping, a large chunk of flesh fused to the wall, slowly moaning as if it was alive.

The eldritch eyes that had once covered the beam seemed to be nowhere, it was as if they had vanished! Which made sense to the wyrm bard.

A lot of things the eldritch wyrm mother had thrown at it looked painful, disgusting, and then usually disappeared. The ray vanishing wasn't all that surprising to be honest.

What was surprising was when the monster charged forth like a cannon ball. Moving faster than any creature it had ever seen before.

Even the sliced in half bog wyrm had bene far slower than this!

Such speed power could only be matched by a single thing. A emerald wyrm hyped up on its superiors sheer awesomeness.

That was when the bard realized that its latest Bardic Inspiration had run out. It didn't have any other, and its steed was looking far easier to bowl over and gut than it gave it credit for.

So it hopped off the wyrm, it would be a glorious death to die for its own life. And such a cause could only be looked at with admiration and seething jealousy by every being around it.

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The wyrm could only let out a squeak of painful, and horrified shock. Of course there was also anger that the life wyrm had failed in its noble duty, but that should've been expected for such a filthy creature. It could barely get any job done with the help of a far more superior creature like itself.

Any other thought was quite literally nearly squeezed out of it as the eldritch wyrm mother began to peel back its conciousness like a ripe bannana. This thing had been a pain in the gigantic ass, so a quick and painless death wasn't what it deserved.

It instead deserved its conciousness being sucked out like a smoothie by a child with a plastic windy straw.

Course that analogy would've been short lived had the emerald wyrm not bulldoze the eldritch wyrm mother to the other side of the cavern.

Huh, must've put all its point into strength.

But that didn't stop a blind semi-deaf rhinoceros from crashing into it, and sending it flying. landing right on top of the eldritch wyrm mother.

Wait what, how did the rhino get here!?

+26 CHA

+8 Bardic Inspirations

Well that ain't good. Now the wyrm counts as a really ugly puppy!