This sentient and malevolent cloud is roughly 30′ diameter with a 3′′ crystalline polygon wafting about in its midst. The Violet Mist attacks by enveloping victims in itself. The sole way to temporarily defeat the Violet Mist is by striking with a weapon the crystalline polygon in the monster’s midst. Instinct: To slay

• Envelope them all
• Reforms when destroyed

These fungoid zombies remain motionless until they sense the presence of an intruder in their lair, at which point they will shamble towards them. Their poisonous spores can kill those who inhale them. The victim's body will then rise as a new spore zombie. Instinct: To create more spore zombies

• Surround them
• Explode into poisonous spores

A visceral breeder appears as a ball of smooth, purple-gray flesh the size of a large dog, with leathery wings and a long, whip-like tail. It will attempt to swoop down, lasso a victim, and then lift them into the air. It will then attempt to squirt its milky-white breeding fluid into the mouth of its prey. if it succeeds, the victim is impregnated, with a new breeder growing growing quickly inside the victim's intestines. After a two-week long period, an adolescent breeder the size of a football will burst from the host's stomach. Instinct: To impregnate a victim

• Swoop and snatch with whip-like tail
• Squirt breeding fluid into victim's mouth

Security Drone #093 will be unleashed in the halls of the research center in order to ‘identify and destroy intruders.’ It is an octopoid robot with a glowing orb center that pulsates in different colors when it speaks or engages a security protocol. Instinct: "Must protect the subterranean research site from intruders!"

• "Activate octo-laser array!"
• "Initialize electromagnetic ultra-pulse"

This god is a 500-pound misshapen toad, covered in warts, knobs, and all manner of protuberances. General color is puke green. Its offensive reek causes all those nearby to cough and puke and convulse. Instinct: To poison the soil with its stench

• Engulf them in a vile odor
• Paralyze by inducing convulsive wretching
• Reveal hidden knowledge about the depths of Carcosa

Tall and bulky, the umber hulk is most often found and used as a slave at tunnel works thanks to their mandibles that can cut Their feeble minds are easily controlled by able sorcerers who as ofter make them build lairs for their experiments than as deadly guards Instinct: To feed

• Wreck through obstacles

Head of the Order of Lamentation, Pope of the Emperor Despair, Bishop Wrack wants the world to feel his pain. After the Order's development of The Despair Engine, he has become more active, energized. He bristles with an unholy purpose and seeks to use the Blood Plague to drive the world to Despair, empowering his god beyond all others. Like his fellow Lamentors he is cowled in black and trails heavy chain, but his bodily modification far-outstrips his followers. Devoid of any recognizable facial feature, his skinless mask is a slimy mass of muscle and bone, sharpened teeth and lidless eyes. The dark magics that prevent his flesh from healing sustain him indefinitely and give him total control over the wicked chains that clink and rattle behind him. The flayed skin on his back hangs loose like a cloak of flesh until he leaps into flight, the awful flapping of his wings spattering the ground with blood. Instinct: To discover the limits of pain

• Extol the virtues of torture
• Regenerate through inflicting pain
• Bind with magical hooked chains
• Summon Lamentors
• Take flight

Members of the Order of Lamentation serve The Emperor Despair, god of blood and torment. They ritualistically mutilate themselves in fell rites, dedicating themselves to agony. Wreathed in black cowls and dragging heavy chains behind them, they intoxicate the mind with visions of forbidden pleasure until they are close enough to slice off a nose, extract an eye. Instinct: To bring forth Despair

• Inflict tortures
• Reveal nightmarish mutilation
• Bind with magical chains
• Confuse with visions of temptation

Victims of the Blood Plague, feral vampires cluster together in subterranean nests, ranging out at night to massacre the unwary. Moving in large groups, they devour all they find and infect survivors with the a rabid strain of vampirism which drains reduces the sufferer to a frenzied, blood-hungry state. Naked and deformed, they are uncannily agile and bastard-fast. Instinct: To eat blood

• Pass on the Blood Plague
• Swarm them
• Be distracted by blood

Wherever vicious people gather with ill-intent, the most wicked and cunning will rise to the top and impose their will on the others. They may be greedy, bloodthirsty or just desperate, but whatever the case, if you're not in their immediate social circle, you're fair game. Sometimes, even if you are. Instinct: To take everything, give nothing

• Bully the weak
• Throw dirt in their eyes
• Rally bandits
• Demand tribute
• Make a show of force