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Wall wrote:

My question is, is there a similar method where a human can become more like an illithid without his personality being subsumed by a malicious ear-tadpole?

An elderly gray-skinned humanoid wanders into the room, plucking a small fob watch from his pocket and taking a moment to study its hands, before overhearing the question posed.

"Myes, there are tales of one such creature, survived the process mind intact they say. "The Adversary" they call him, myes, very interesting creature he is"

The old creature slumps into an upholstered chair, appearing behind him as if from nowhere, and drifts quickly and quietly off to sleep.

Doom_Linnorm wrote:

The tiny little blue dragon cackles with mad laughter.
"I've never met such a respectless and shortsighted outsider hybrid or aboleth, answer me how you just "find a dragon with opposite alignment" unlike some more base lifeforms like humans we don't come in droves, quality over quantity my simplistic friend, and then you also presume the dragon you find to be stupid enough to not realize that you're trying to get them to fight each other, please we have int scores OVER 20 not UNDER, also when insulting other's intellect, don't make spelling mistakes, it harms your argument."

Ardaki then turns back again to the now three respectable abberations for further questioning.
"Mahab, I completely forgot you were classed as abberations, what do you think about being classed as one?"
"Have any of you ever worked with Aboleths on joint ventures? I think an Illithid-Aboleth alliance would be very powerfull, I would ask an aboleth about this but we don't seem to have one here."
"Have Illithid ever cerebremorphosed an Aboleth?"

"Simul did I mention intelligence at all?" Tim said.
"No but he has a point I mean the good dragons would kill you because your evil and the evil dragons would kill you because you woke them up," Simul said.

"If I wanted a dragon dead that badly the solution is simple. First harvest the souls that would be born into their hatchlings while there still growing in the safe areas on the positive energy plane. Then sell them to one of the Lord of the Nine for a magic item with a gate like spell that will malfunction and send them into the center of Sigil. At the same time harvest more souls to trade with Dispater for some of the divine energy at least enough to create a rank zeo diety," Simul said, "Have another devil alter the item so that it will release the divine energy the moment the being is teleported into Sigil and that the item would activate once a dragon touches it."

"Next find some one I hate that plans on trying to kill a dragon and give them the item. After the dragon kills them and goes to add the persons belongings to its horde it will likely touch the item. This will instantly send it right into the center of Sigil," Simul said.

"In the mean time raise a small cult to worship that dragon and permanently polymorph them into Dabus so that they instantly begin to worship the dragon once it enters Sigil," Simul said.

Simul laughed for a moment.

"Then comes Her Serenity The Lady of Pain," Simul said, " The divine energy will create the illusion of the dragon having a divine aura and the Dabus worshiping it will only make things worse."

"Do you think you could survive the encounter with Her Serenity The Lady of Pain?" Simul asked.

"I don't get why you don't just have the item send them into the center of the negative energy plane," Tim said, "By the way the tear in the fourth wall is connected to the Bremuda Triangle and your standing right under it. The boats and airplanes should be falling soon."

Lyinginbedmon wrote:

An elderly gray-skinned humanoid wanders into the room, plucking a small fob watch from his pocket and taking a moment to study its hands, before overhearing the question posed.

"Myes, there are tales of one such creature, survived the process mind intact they say. "The Adversary" they call him, myes, very interesting creature he is"

The old creature slumps into an upholstered chair, appearing behind him as if from nowhere, and drifts quickly and quietly off to sleep.

Simul looks at the watch for a moment

"Damn it not a Time Lord," Simul said
"Just because the two of them stored there essence in fob watches does not mean that everyone with a fob watch is secretly a Time Lord," Tim said.

:coolcthul Oops...sorry, Simul...there. It should allow personal illusions now.
Night, an arcane ritual such as you suggest is certainly the most direct solution. Though it pains me to admit it, the surface-dwellers are not completely stupid, and such rituals are notoriously easy to counter or disrupt.
Usually by "a band of daring adventurers." They reproduce like mosquitoes.
:coolcthul As for the gith...we're working on it. They've apparently brokered some sort of deal with the red dragons, and those are creatures almost equal to the mighty illithids.
...Who are almost equal to the mighty beholders.
:coolcthul Each city is ruled by a single Elder Brain, under the direction of mighty Ilsensine. It is my belief that, ultimately, all the Elder Brains will unify, together with Ilsensine, into one Super-Ultra-Mega Brain.
Super-Ultra-Mega...?
:coolcthul Moving along...Turalisj has it right about illithid reproduction...but "frogs"? Please...it's so...vulgar.
(snicker) Purple frogs!
:coolcthul Simul, I cannot say for certain about the Dreamlands colony, but I believe they were an off-shoot of the R'lyeh colony. That was a really strange group, and that sounds like something they'd try. Cats, you say?...
Never liked cats. No meat on 'em, and they're good at dodging rays.
:coolcthul Both neothelids and illithocytes are formed only in the extremely rare instances when an Elder Brain is killed and its city destroyed (and, no, I'm not going into detail about that). Without the Elder Brain, the tadpoles cannibalize each other--until cerebremorphosis, they're non-intelligent. Ultimately, only one survives, which may grow into a neothelid.
Freaky.
:coolcthul Illithocytes, on the other tentacle, are tadpoles that have developed into a new type of creature and learned to work together in a swarm...a swarm of mutant babies, if you will.
I won't. Thanks. But what about larval flayers?
:coolcthul I'm sorry; it would be impolite for me to speak of them.
Why?
:coolcthul For the same reason it's imploite to belch...or slobber...or stare at someone.
Huh?
:coolcthul Never mind...