The fomoian is a strange, solitary creature, seemingly content to roam a dungeon alone, whipping at any living thing that comes near with startling accuracy. Yet there are whispers that if you follow behind a fomoian, careful to remain out of sight, you will hear it groan mournfully as a complaint against this endless drudgery. Its plaintive wails speak of a deep longing for invitations to social gatherings, and the merriment that attends such functions. Indeed, it will inflict upon you the rage reserved for its deepest fear: that of missing out.
