From beneath the multitude of bloodied, dried and dessicated skins you can make out the stained veneer of white porcelain, a strained impossibly placid smile catches your eye, the eyes above it shimmer with delight at the sight of you and a jagged mechanical shiver goes through it before it lurches towards you with speed far outstripping that of a creature of muscle and sinew. Instinct: seek out new skins

• Lurk at the corner of vision
• Animate Marionette: By discarding one of its skins it can animate another marionette at half health

A human-like form draped in a black robe a mask covered in strange symbology strange tentacle like appendages hang and write where you would expect legs, these are all that remains of the once pround scholars and librarians who called Varrje their home, so consumed by their hunger for the forbidden they have lost themselves, now that hunger is all they are. Instinct: to consume forbidden lore

• protects arcane knowledge
• Consume Lore: grabs a book from the shelves and consumes the knowledge within, next attack gains +1 damage

Ancient souls bound by the dark acts committed within the library, shades actively consume shadows adding them to their form and thus growing stronger, they hide inside consumed shadows and attack anything that comes close. Instinct: to consume shadow

• Hides in shadow and attacks

A large murder of crows, killed and brought back to life by arcane measures to serve as eyes for their master. Roosting in the vast auspices of the Varrje library these creatures will attack any who venture close to the bridge hounding and driving those unfortunate souls to take shelter in the main courtyard where they will be left, either to die outside or to venture within to face the perils that lurk deeper. Instinct: Harass and harry prey towards the Library

• Dive bomb

The Sea is said to be an impitoyable mistress. She takes many sailor as her own. But sometimes, those lost at sea refuse to meet her embrace. It is said that those poor souls should forever linger between life and death. Cursed, they are prisoners of the Sea and can't leave her for a long time. The Drowners haunt the shores were ships wreck, ready to drown the unwary, hoping that the Sea would release them if they find her enough lovers. Instinct: To take its revenge on the living

• Drag someone in the water
• Ambush them near dark waters
• Barth forth brack water
• Guard the shipwreck they once served on

Instinct:

• Drain Life
• Gaseous Form
• Charm
• Polymorph (Bat/Wolf)
• Animate Dead
• Summon Wolves/Bats

In the wild, Greatwulves hunt the northern mountains of Northolme in packs. Trained greatwulves serve anyone strong enough to tame them. Instinct: To tear flesh from bone.

• Leap on an enemy.

Old King Abradon was a dwarven king from the ancient past; a tyrant who enacted numerous atrocities upon those he ruled. His subjects eventually rose up against him and threw him into a volcano. But like many ancient kings, his spirit is bound to the land, and can never truly be destroyed, only contained. Now a vengeful revenant, he occasionally gathers enough strength to be a menace to the peaceful people of the world, and great heroes must step forward to subdue and imprison him anew. Old King Abradon appears as a dwarf with black skin that smolders and glows like crusted lava. He wears a jeweled diadem on his head. There is a burning, gaping hole in his chest from which fire and lava spew. Instinct: To escape its prison.

• Unleash a lava flow from the wound in its chest.

Faceless stalkers are an ancient aboleth bioweapon, bazed upon changeling DNA. The project was later scrapped, but the stalkers survived. Instinct: Infiltrate

• Squeeze through tight places
• Change shape

Instinct: To destroy from within

• Infiltrate enemy territory.
• Hidden traps and explosives
• Destroy infrastructure and supplies