Coin mimics take the form of coins, gems or other small pieces of loot. They often hide among piles or bags of treasures, to take greedy adventurers unaware. They attack in a small swarm, stinging and paralyzing their prey so they may take their time in consuming them. Rumors say that these are actually the young of the more common varieties of mimics, but who can say? Instinct: To hide

• Ambush unsuspecting adventurers
• Blend in with mundane loot
• Paralyze with stinging poison

"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