The Unspeakable Trinity

During the last two months I have toyed a lot with classic fantasy, and very little with Yaqqothl, and I miss it. Although, it's not true that I didn't think about that world, and the idea I had has evolved naturally through my new comprehension of the game, its mechanics and assumptions. For the first time, Yaqqothl is ready to be brought into reality.

The Unspeakable Trinity
Or so are the Demon Lords of Yaqqothl called. In the lost, obsidian city of Sarnath they dwell, tended by untold hordes of mindless servants, Those Who Don't Have Faces. Many tales of terror about The Trinity are whispered all over the place, even though no one has ever seen them, except in nightmares. So they communicate to all the living, insinuating sly orders into sleeping minds. How many times has a murderer tried to justify himself by saying that the Demon Lords had told him to kill? For the voices are real, and none can resist their incessant pounding on the edge of dreams. Tireless and immortal, the Demon Lords of Yaqqothl pursue designs inexplicable and inconceivable, dragging the entire population of the planet into their eternal plots, with incomprehensible motives.

Still, the most disturbing aspect of the Demon Lords is that, though none have ever seen them, everyone knows that they are three, and yet only one: Father, Son, and Doom.