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Onix Panther Solitary, Magical Claws and Bite (1D8+2) 12 HP 0 armor Close Special Qualities: Its tail ends in a teethed sucker The Onyx Panthers are mystical creatures that inhabit the forests of Paranyx. They share a resemblance to black panthers, but what makes them distinct are their dark blue spots, which occasionally shine in shades of purple. These bright tones make their fur an impressive and enchanting sight for those who have the privilege of seeing them. However, their most striking feature is their tail, which ends in a suction cup with sharp teeth. This tail serves as a versatile and effective tool. In addition to being used as a weapon, Onyx Panthers have the unique ability to absorb magic from enchanted items or even from magic-users. This ability allows them to consume and store magic, making them formidable when it comes to facing magical beings or situations where magic plays a central role. An additional peculiarity is the ability to expel the magic they have consumed. However, this magic is released in a raw and unrefined form, often resulting in bursts of magical energy. Onyx Panthers use this ability as a defense mechanism against predators or intruders, creating surprising and unpredictable magical explosions. These creatures tend to be solitary, preferring the solitude of the dense forests of Paranyx. However, there are reports of rare specimens with two tails that can form temporary packs. Instinct: to consume magic energy
- Deliver a deadly pounce
- Unleash the magic it has consumed
- Close its eyes to blend into the darkness
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Dark Harpy Group, Stealthy, Magical, Intelligent, Hoarder, Terrifying Vicious Claws (1d6+2) 6 HP 0 armor Hand Special Qualities: Corpse-like aspect In the shadowy lands of Paranyx, harpies emerge as winged creatures of nightmares, carrying with them an aura of malevolence and darkness. Created by the Titan Fox as a taunt to the proud Titan Falcon, these creatures are true masters of the dark arts, channeling corrupted spells into vile creations that resonate with fear and despair from their victms. The harpies of Paranyx have a nefarious and cadaverous appearance, as if they have been resurrected from the depths of a dark abyss. Their bodies are skeletal, covered in tangled, evil-blackened feathers. Their eyes gleam with a malevolent light, while their sharp claws are always ready to shred any creature daring to cross their path. Cultivating a distorted concept of culture and tradition, Paranyx's harpies live in isolated groups in the darkest regions of the world, where they cast curses and perform shadowy rituals. They are renowned for their sinister chants, used both to lure victims and to enliven their depraved pagan festivities featuring attractions such as outdoor torture and hunting games with their captives. Instinct: to Torment
- Sing their requiem
- Bait them with false hope
- Conjure weapons and beasts made of despair
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Shadow Solitary, Stealthy, Amorphous, Terrifying The cold touch of Darkness (d10 damage) 11 HP 1 armor Close, Ignores Armor Special Qualities: Flickering figure Whether in the cruelty of a dark forest, the malice of twisted urban alleys, or the foolishness of entering a dark room, there is always the danger of falling victim to a Shadow. These are the only creatures that exist in parallel with Darkness, serving as its emissaries due to their necessary cunning to avoid the Light; their cowardly tactics and innate cleverness are what make them so fearsome and deadly. Made of a volatile and obscure substance, Shadows have the ability to merge into the shadows of their surroundings, making them perfect ambushers, especially considering their extremely malleable bodies that catch adventurers off guard. As they are singular creatures limited by an outline, they can be vanquished with enough Light. Just be cautious! Their corpses leave traces of dark energy that can attract other Shadows, and you wouldn't want to know what happens if they collect such energy... Instinct: To extinguish all life and Light
- Drain vitality from its prey
- Surprisingly extend its limbs
- Morph into shadows