Gremlins, small green humanoid about the size of a humans pinkie finger, hail from a realm far beyond this one, a world of great cities of steel and stone, of mills belching fire and smoke day and night. Marooned in this realm, they seek out sources of iron and coal, claiming them using their great war machines. Miners tell of great screws that burrow from the ground, iron carts that spit blasts of hot lead, submersible boats, even once an flying ship, held aloft by a multitude of spinning blades. Thank goodness they are so rare and so small, a man sized race with their combined technology and rapaciousness would scour the earth bare. Instinct: to conquer and consume

• attack from land, underground, sea, or air.
• use signal flares to call allies
• gain advantage using alien technology