Instinct: Über Leichen gehen

• Karriere machen
• Taktische Manöver ausführen
• Truppen anspornen
• Hinterhalte entdecken

Instinct: Gier ohne Rücksicht

• Gelüste ausleben
• Packen und zerquetschen
• Anstürmen

A small triangle that is set in 2D. He's got an eye, a big center eye that makes him appear strange, ironic in part. It may look like something that is weird, maybe funny, but something makes him horrible to a watchful eye. Instinct: conquer

• teleport
• Cipher ray: cast a magical ray that deal damage if not evaded (b[2d8])

Instinct: Die Feinde Abigors töten

• Den Höllenrittern dienen
• Kriegsgeheul anstimmen (-1 auf Verteidigung wenn INT misslingt)

Instinct: Sich nach Wärme einer Frau verzehren

• Auf der Ehrenbürg spuken
• Körperlosigkeit (nur magische oder heilige Angriffe
• Atem rauben

Instinct: Rend flesh and steel

• Bring disaster

The true form of a rage demon is a frightening sight: a thing of pure fire, its body seemingly made of amorphous lava and its eyes two pinpricks of baleful light radiating from its core. The abilities of such a demon center on the fire it generates. It burns those who come near, and the most powerful of its kind are able to lash out with bolts of fire and even firestorms that can affect entire areas. Fortunately, even powerful rage demons are less intelligent then most other varieties. Their tactics are simple: attack an enemy on sight with as much force as possible until it perishes. Some rage demons carry over their heat-based abilities into possessed hosts. Rage demons rarely resort to deceit, as demons of those aforementioned types often do, opting instead to assail its target with as much force as possible until it perishes. Instinct: to destroy the weak

• prioritizes the least powerfull target
• Destroy armament or nullify specific powers
• call an existent Contract or create a new one

Envy demons are equal parts arrogance and cowardice. They isolate their victims to study them at length, seeking to become them. Once the demon is satisfied it knows its chosen subject, it takes on their form, leaving the poor soul to rot. Envy is never satisfied, however. The demon's bottomless cravings to be more—more powerful, more skilled, more inspired—cause it to seek fresh prey, leaving a trail of stolen identities behind. They seek out hosts of significant merit, specially those who hold a position of leadership, then study them. They may spend weeks doing so[3], carefully observing their target's mannerisms and interactions with others. Once they have learned enough to emulate their target's psyche, they assume their target's physical form and identity. The original person becomes almost impossible to recognize from the demon, who is a perfect replica of its target. Despite their ambition, envy demons are also cowardly. They are cautious not to alert those they have deceived to their true identity. They usually flee if they are exposed, retreating behind arcane barriers of their devising. Envy demons are weakest when they are moving from one body to another. Instinct: to drain the victim´s confidence

• Isolate and possess the victim
• shapeshifting (on heroes or role models)
• prioritizes possesion over attack or kill
• scream for aid (+2)
• call an existent Contract or persuade someone to create a new one

The spirit following Kogan is one ugly motherfucker: it's humanlike, but not enough; it stands 8 feet tall on gangly legs, ribs protruding from grey skin, wisps of dark hair falling over its rotted jaw. And when it smiles... it smiles from ear to ear. The thing's been sucking the lifeforce from Kogan ever since the very start of your journey. You don't know what it is or why it wants Kogan, but now it seems to be feasting on him, smiling that horrible smile. Instinct: To feed

• Extract life
• Consume
• Instill doubt

That Which Lurks in the Fog. There's no other name for it; it's more ancient than you, than Phainomora, than all of Creation. It's not a god; it's much, much older and more powerful. It had been sleeping for most of its unfathomably long life, if it can be called that, but now... now, it's awake. When you look at it, you can barely hold it in your perception. It's huge, you know that much. Wait, how many limbs does it have? When you try to look into what you assume are its eyes, you get the sense you are staring into true nothingness, oblivion. When you look away, you're left with a hole in your memory, the feeling of having just forgotten something. Instinct: To restore equilibrium

• Annihilate
• Remove memory