Instinct: Takes men away

• Kidnapping
• Stealls
• Steals men that it likes away

Largest and oldest living creature known to man. Said to have been born at the dawn of time itself, this creature first appears in documents from the earliest civilizations in written history. According to said records, metal procured from its shell is among the strongest in the world, and capable of producing great barrier magics. Instinct: To lash out at those who hinder its slumber

• Shake the very ground
• Spin like a top
• Rockbreath

Riesige Bestien, die einst Oger gewesen sein könnten. Seit Elechtels sie mit den Runen unter seine Kontrolle gebracht hat, und sie die Macht dieser Runen nutzen können sind sie die Vernichtensten Einheiten seiner Armee. Instinct: Die Feinde Elechtels vernichten

• Schleudere ein brennendes Geschoss

You know... wolves Instinct: To hunt and scavenge

• Follow prey for miles and miles
• Wolfpack

The Casni nomads of Kuorsix have long resisted attempts at assimilation by more 'civilized' peoples. Long have they made the steppe their home, roaming its vast expanse and surviving off its wild game. They offer aid to the Houses when they can, but ultimately owe allegiance to no one. Instinct: To roam their ancestral land

• Overwhelm a target
• Move as one across the plains

The wicked wood witch is a gigantic spider. An accident turned the once good witch into a fearless monster that will harvest you for potion ingredients, if her saliva doesn't liquidise your insides first, in which case it'll simply use you as food. The silk threads from its gland will stick to anything and can't be destroyed with common weapons. If you encounter the wicked wood witch, your best move is to use your best teleportation spell and just get as far away as possible. Instinct: Use you as a portion ingredient or simply eat you

• Uses threads to immobilise possible prey

The Dwarven city of Damaisithymos Pelegon was decimated in the war. Enough blood was spilled there, folk said, that the very land was cursed with evil. Some nights, they say, the spirits of those who fell return to fight their battles anew... Instinct: To haunt a place of battle

• Fight as it did in life

Only the most righteous, the most pious, the most honorable of servants to the Gods may take on the mantle of Paladin. Lord Zyrres has judged you, boy, and found you wanting. Instinct: To serve Zyrres

• Deny mercy to nonbelievers
• Command with divine authority

Where we come from, hunting is hard. The prey there has psychic defenses (which we honed for them!). But here, here, the prey willingly offer themselves up. All we need do is present ourselves as something pretty, fragrant, or useful. They bend down to gather us. We strike. Hurts a little. At first. Then you get sleepy. Down you go. Dinner time. One blood sack, served fresh. Instinct: To incapacitate and devour

• Read your mind; create something that appeals to you,
• Hide within a bouquet of plants
• Inject you with sleep poison.
• Attach and drain the blood of the unconscious (d6/turn)

We used to be several things. Now, we are one. The discarded pieces of Xogroth's meals, welded together by his viciousness and power, sent forth into the world, amorphous, seeking more of ourselves. Instinct: To serve until it falls apart

• Seek out food for the master
• Unerring location: Once bitten, we (and Xogroth) will always know where you are
• Paralyze and prepare them for delivery.