Burn everything, burn it, buuuuuuuuuuuuuuurn! Instinct: Burn things down

• Burn things

"Something has been taking our gold in the night, my lord." "What is?" "I am not sure, my lord" *Howls* "Wolves?" "Probably worse than that." Instinct: Loot, loot, pillage, destroy, and loot

• Steal treasure in packs

Brown mold is found in damp, subterranean areas such as caverns and caves. It is light to golden brown in colour. Brown mold feeds by absorbing heat, even body heat. Where brown mold grows, the temperature is below average. Direct sunlight or UV light kills it. Brown mold grows instantly from heat. If a torch is used in its vicinity it doubles in size. Extreme cold kills it. Instinct: Drains heat from nearby living things

• Dwells in caves
• Vulnerable to cold

A Gibbering Pudding is a horrible hybrid of a Black Pudding and Gibbering Mouther. It resembles a writhing mass of ooze covered with dozens of randomly placed eyes and gibbering mouths, of different sizes and shapes. Instinct: Consume

• Gibber
• Spread chaos
• Ooze

Slithers about the pools in the dark depths. Instinct: Savor Flesh

• Slither around in the water
• Poison

Once a thin wisp of a street kid, now a vengeful spirit on the prowl for warmth and food. After freezing to death, the Little Match Girl is on a quest for what was denied her in her last moments. She looks like a girl of about twelve years old, but her skin in completely white and her eyes black, and in her cold, bony fingers she has an endless supply of matches that she lights on anything. Instinct: to get revenge

• Light fires
• Look innocent

Instinct:

• Any part of his body can become any metal or mineral
• Has otherworldly hardiness
• His body parts can turn into any kind of weapon
• Otherwordly hardiness
• Very golem like

Cairn is the god of unrelenting madness and rage. He wishes for nothing more than absolute power and dominion over all life. Instinct: To usurp power from the other gods an usher in an era of madness and rage

• Can summon waves of the undead
• Causes a wave of madness around his form
• He is all-seeing once he is in the world
• His battleax can consume the souls of those he kills, increasing its power

A large, hairy, three-eyed monster with an over-sized, round head almost split in half by it's wide mouth. While it walks on two, albeit short for it's size, legs, Gumblefumbums arms are massive and inhumanly strong. It's claws, though short, are sharp, resilient, and almost unbreakable. Instinct: To defend it's territory

• Wanders forests for food

A lost child. A crisis of faith. A life's work destroyed. Some pains never pass, and sometimes even death cannot offer peace. Sorrowful apparitions are piteous creatures, hollow shells of their former selves filled to the brim with the agony that wracked their souls even in life. They are eternally searching for something, or sometimes someone, to find the closure they could never achieve before their passing. These spectres are somewhat unusual in that they most often haunt not the places of their death, but the places they best remember as the source of their sorrow. Any who venture near these haunts find themselves accosted by weeping figures begging for help in their endless quests. Any who refuse or attempt to ignore the spirit quickly discover its vindictive wrath, and even those with the power to banish such an apparition will find that it inevitably returns. Still more foolish, however, are those who agree to help these tortured souls. Bargains with the dead rarely end well... Instinct: To seek closure

• Haunt a location
• Wail pitifully
• Foist a quest upon visitors