The Golem of Repugnata Jagyydshaep. It is a disgusting mass of flesh twisted into shapes that should not be able to locomote and yet it shambles as quick as any man walks and operates tools with its bone-plated extremities. Fear not its horrid form if you see it, as it is merely a husk, designed to house a soul, Repugnata's in particular. That is, of course, unless it glows wickedly with a pulsating green light. Then you should be very, very afraid. Instinct: To rebirth herself from the body of a magically gifted descendant.

• House Repugnata Jagyydshaep's soul
• Manipulate people to do her bidding

Repugnata Jagyydshaep is an ancient sorceress who ruled over the City of Dawn with a blood-drenched fist. Rumor has it that she disappeared one day, miraculously ending her tyrannical reign over the city, but no one knows just what happened to her, though many believe her to be dead. Any who looked upon her felt their eyes ache as a dim, sickly green light rhythmically pulsated from her very being, and her shadow flickered in and out of existence. She spoke slowly and pointedly, emphasizing the last syllables in most words. Instinct: to rule with a blood-drenched fist

• Perform wicked rituals
• Manipulate people to do her bidding
• Cast strange, geometric spells
• Creates strange, geometric golems of flesh and bone to catch her soul in the event she dies

Instinct: Lebenskraft konsumieren um Kraft zu sammel

• Bringe die Welt der Lebenden aus dem Gleichgewicht
• Erschaffe schattenhafte Trugbilder
• Rufe schmerzliche Erinnerungen hervor
• Umschließe einen Bereich und transportiere ihn in eine andere Dimension

A bard's group on a tour have fans. Some fans are insistents. Thus a bodyguard. Instinct: To protect

• Knock out danger
• Save his client

The large, hulking corpse of a wolf beast, inhabited by a disgusting eldritch parasite that emerges from the corpse's mouth. It has a halo of writhing, beckoning tentacles around its head, and more where its tail should be. The parasite's eyes are hollow and empty; it sees from an eye protruding from the center of its exposed ribcage. It has large, sharp claws and a maw full of long, jagged teeth. It seems to speak directly into your head, whispering secrets it never could've known about you - maybe that you never knew about yourself. Instinct: to be worshipped

• Corrupts your thoughts
• It has seen countless empires rise and fall, and knows the ways men, dwarves, elves, and all tend to think.

Il piangente era Dominic Thurgan, misteriosamente scomparso qualche tempo prima. Possedeva un birrificio fuori città, il Birrificio Thurgan, rivale del Birrificio Goldred. Venduto da quest'ultimo al mago, è sfuggito al suo controllo e ora vuole vendetta. Instinct: Uccidere Robert Goldred, capo del birrificio rivale.

• Disorientare con le sue urla strazianti
• Un urlo che crea un'onda d'urto che spinge indietro chi gli sta intorno.

Instinct: Jagen

• Einkreisen

Giant scorpion Instinct: To hunt

• Poison with its tail
• Crush them
• Hide in the sand

Catlike predators from another world. These creatures are largely described as being very big, with black fur much like that of a terrestrial panther - but their forelegs are much longer than normal, instead of ears they have a mass of antennae, and moreover they have two thing and very flexible tentacles issuing forth from their shoulders. At a glance one might mistake them for displacer beasts, and there is more than likely some relation. However these are a much grander threat, their bestial appearance conceals a dangerous sapience, and they wield powers over the world that are difficult to comprehend, let alone combat. However despite all this it is said that they have base desires, perhaps they were once grander but no longer. Scholars speak of them feeding upon something insubstantial referred to as 'id', but all the same they leave corpses behind like any predator of their size would. Instinct: To feed

• Manipulate vibrations for various purposes
• Manipulate energy to great effect
• Rust things to nothing with a touch of your tentacles
• Feed on your victim's id

Those kids are stuff for nightmare. Not because they look anormal, because they look normal. Instinct: To protect the corrupter

• Swarm
• To mislead
• Be a moral problem
• Telepathy with other kids