"Good morning," the Thing in the Well calls, "And how are we doing this morning Mrs. Westmen?" -- "Just wonderfully. How have you been keeping, Thing?" -- "Fine, fine. A little peckish, a bit in the mood for, you know, a nibble, a bite to eat. But don't worry yourself, perfectly fine." -- "It's quite alright Thing, I was just thinking I should bring by some lunch. How does a ham sound?" -- "You are too kind Mrs. Westmen, just too kind..." -- The Thing in the Well has lived in the village for longer than anyone can remember. It is traditional to fix regular meals for the Thing, and to present it with a sheep or pig on special occasions. Years ago a boy went down the well on a dare. He never returned. The subject has not been broached in the presence of the Thing. Instinct: To devour

• Politely collect tribute
• Leverage townspeople through secrets
• Purify water
• Hide in darkened waters

"The Old Ones, they knew much. Not the alchemy of man nor the sorcery of warlocks and the like. No, this is the magic of gears and pulleys, the sorcery of science. Watch your every step in the tower: be wary or you may call to life the ancient defense systems. You'll know the Defenders have awoken long before you face them, that's for sure; they're louder than a stomping giant and their hulls scrape the stone walls. You'll hear them coming, I'm sure you can avoid them, go on in the tower. Me? I... I'll stay out here. Got to have a lookout post, right?"

Instinct: Destroy all Intruders! *click* Defend the domain!

• Display immense and uncaring strength
• Soldier on, ignoring all damage until the last
• Reveal a hidden function from the depths of its gearworks

The mating call of the otyugh is a horrible, blaring cry that sounds like a cross between an elephant dying and an over-eager vulture. The otyugh spends much of its time partly submerged in filthy water and prefers eating garbage over any other food. As a result, it often grows fat and strong on the offal of orcs, goblins and other cave-dwelling sub-humans. Get too close, however, and you’ll have one of its barbed tentacles dragging you into that soggy, razor-toothed maw. If you get away with your life, best get to a doctor, or your victory may be short lived. Instinct: To befoul

• Infect someone with filth fever
• Fling someone or something

Each individual shadow is actually a swarm of tiny, dust-sized demons. No one is quite sure where they come from, or how to kill them, but it is known that children of every species on every plane of existence know to fear the darkness . . . Instinct: To spread

• Devour flesh
• Impersonate voices
• Absorb knowledge from those it kills

Scarabaeus pyractomena! What a delightful creature—see how its carapace glitters in the light of our torches? Not too close now, they’re temperamental, you see. The fire in their belly isn’t just metaphorical, no. Watch as I goad the beast. Aha! A spout of flame! Unexpected, isn’t it? One of these creatures alone, if it comes up from below, can be a hellish nuisance to a farmstead or village. A whole swarm? There’s a reason they call it a conflagration of fire beetles. Instinct: To enflame

• Undermine the ground
• Burst from the earth
• Spray forth flames

An evil, four-armed windsock. That's the best way to describe these abominations. Cone-shaped, with a giant round mouth on the flat end. How they see anything is anyone's guess. Powerfully magical and extremely alien, phaerimm ("Fehrihmm" in the tongue of the Tarrakhuna) are unfortunately understandable only in the sense that they delight in inflicting pain and suffering on others. But we're in luck; their love of inflicting pain applies to others of their kind as much as to mortal-kin, which makes "society" very difficult for them. Few ever leave their prison deep within the under-earth, and those only with the help of others, usually binding them to service (as you can never trust their words). Instinct: To bend reality

• Twist the powers of the earth to its will
• Its magic never does only what you see
• Evocations, illusions, and compulsions
• Pain that lingers brings it joy
• The things of the underearth heed its call

The Queen Bee never ventures far from her hives, but will defend them voraciously. She commands near endless swarms of bees who will gladly fight to the death and defend her with their lives, so actually approaching or hitting the Queen is very difficult. Instinct: Protect the Hive

• Command the swarm

Becoming lost in the Underdark is a fate worse than death. Descendants of such folk go blind, their skins turned to thick grey, and lose all sense of self and civilization -- they become grimlocks. Degenerated to little more than hulking barbarians, grimlocks wander the Underdark searching for for food, shelter, and clean water. While not inherently evil, grimlocks will do anything to survive -- including smashing skulls and eating corpses. Grimlocks live in loose clans and can speak a variety of languages, though their dialects are often twisted descendants of mother tongues. Instinct: Survive at any cost

• Wander the underdark
• Smash with an axe
• Beg, steal and borrow

Knights errant of the Celestial Plane, ghaele are sent to the Mundane Plane to fulfill divine missions. More subtle than angels, ghaele seek to guide, advise, and protect mortals to defeat evil, often serving as advisors within mortal governments. Ghaele are often serious in demeanor. When angered by evil, they are fearsome and unrelenting combatants, combining swordplay with a range of divine magic. Instinct: Topple evil

• Subtly advise and help mortals
• Employ divine magic to give aid, create illusions, polymorph, heal, dispel magic, and unleash lightning
• Call on a higher power
• Divine knowledge of the celestial plane

Résistance aux dégâts d’acide, de feu, de foudre, de froid et de tonnerre ; contondants, perforants et tranchants infligés par des armes non-magiques qui ne sont pas en argent Immunité contre les dégâts de poison et nécrotiques Immunité contre les états à terre, charmé, empoigné, empoisonné, entravé, paralysé et pétrifié Déplacement intangible. L’âme-en-peine peut traverser créatures et objets mais ne peut pas s’arrêter dans les emplacements qu’ils occupent Sensibilité à la lumière du soleil. L’âme-en-peine est désavantagée lors des jets d’attaque et des tests de Sagesse (Perception) basés sur la vue lorsqu’elle est exposée à la lumière du soleil. Attaque corps à corps absorption de vie : 1d8 dégâts nécrotiques. Jet de constitution pour éviter de voir son maximum de PV réduit de ces dégâts (jusqu'à repos long). 10+ évite, 7-9 perds 1 PV max, 6- perd les dégâts totaux max Instinct: