Malvenu was once a simple scientist, working tirelessly on efforts to cure his son Berethet of an unknown illness. When Berethet passed away, Malvenu sank deep into his studies, to the point of obsession. He eventually found logbooks of a man who claimed to speak with a deity from beyond the known world that could heal any disease, cure any wound, and even command the dead to "draw breath once more". "Skanz". The name stuck in his mind as he pored over countless source books and logs all in search of Skanz and any morsel he could find of this entity. After much searching, he finally gave up in a desperate moment, attempted to end his own life by walking into the ocean. As he sank, a voice called out to him "Do my bidding, and I will return Berethet to you whole. Be my agent, and spread my word, and I will grant you the power you seek." Over many years, and three times as many experiments, his lower half has become merged with the sea with a large crustacean body, complete with crab-like appendages and hard shell, and several legs carry his now malnourished and misshapen upper half around as he completes experiments on his many hapless victims, using what remains of his mental fortitude and the dark blessings of the deity known as Skanz. Instinct: To enslave and perform operations on innocents in the name of Skanz

• Break Spirit
• Scuttle
• Pincer Grab

Giant Herons that grow to be three to four meters tall, covered in feathers capable of changing with it's living conditions. Their plumage makes them incredible hard to see as they stand motionless, blending in with their surroundings, waiting for prey to wander in front of their razor sharp beaks. In the swamps they inhabit, small fish gather a mineral, that absorbs magical energy, as they feed on them, they enrich this material within their bodies, leading to them to emanate an aura of antimagic. Instinct: to feed on unsuspecting prey

• Wait for prey, motionless, unseen

June's lot in life is simple. But only as long as the Manticore obeys. So far, Redmane has. Instinct: To serve Lord Scar

• Control the Manticore (as best as possible)

Annat will accomplish the mission. You can bet on that. His kind are superior. Not dogs. Rats. Nothing like that. He is special. You are offal. Instinct: To protect the master's interests at all costs

• Serve the master, with extreme cruelty
• Shapeshift into human or Great Boar

The Lyodengant. Creatures of ice, imprisoned by the Zloti Pazhar. Long dead, but never dead conjurers of frost hammers and ice breath. You seek the Kalig Verglas? Good luck. It belongs to them, fool. Instinct: Kill anything that lives

• Haunt the Zloti Pazhar

Instinct: To pass judgement

• Invoke Justice
• Smite the unholy
• * Sound the alarm

Braxats are enormous creatures resembling a cross between an ogre, a Triceratops, and an armadillo. Hailing from a distant world across a great sea of stars, braxats wield terrible psychic power and nasty caustic spit, and come with a sadistic streak to boot. Instinct: To subjugate

• Spit a noxious poison
• Telekinetically launch something
• Deflect a blow with its thoughts

Instinct: Hunt

• Eat

Instinct: To drain life and spirit

• Protect what Enx owns
• Necrotic Ray

We serve Varla. And that's that. Instinct: To serve the mistress

• Herald the appearance of Varla