The lowest rung of a Formian Hive, Drones represent about 75% of a hive’s population. Far from mindless, they are unquestioningly obedient to all Formians of higher status than them. Drones are born with neither the instinct nor the organs with which to reproduce, living only to carry out the purpose for which they were bred. As all Formians, Drones are in constant telepathic communication with all other Formians within one mile, allowing a Swarm of Drones to seemingly effortlessly move over and around one another without ever getting on one another’s way, carrying out attacks with deadly precision. Instinct: OBEY THE QUEEN. DEFEND THE HIVE.

• Move in perfect synchronicity with other Formians
• Telepathically summon Formians to its aid

Medusae are hateful humanoid creatures which dwell in dark caves or caverns, venturing forth on occasion to seek prey. They try to beguile humans to look into their eyes. The gaze of a medusa's eyes will turn creatures to stone. If an opponent averts her/his eyes, the medusa rushes up so that its asp-like head growth can bite at the victim. The asps attack at close range. If the medusa's gaze is reflected back, the creature will turn itself to stone! Medusae speak both their tongue and the common one. Medusae are able to see astral and ethereal creatures, and their petrifying gaze is as effective an those planes as it is on the material. Instinct: To beguile humans

• Petrifying gaze turns humans to stone

Malvenu was once a simple scientist, working tirelessly on efforts to cure his son Berethet of an unknown illness. When Berethet passed away, Malvenu sank deep into his studies, to the point of obsession. He eventually found logbooks of a man who claimed to speak with a deity from beyond the known world that could heal any disease, cure any wound, and even command the dead to "draw breath once more". "Skanz". The name stuck in his mind as he pored over countless source books and logs all in search of Skanz and any morsel he could find of this entity. After much searching, he finally gave up in a desperate moment, attempted to end his own life by walking into the ocean. As he sank, a voice called out to him "Do my bidding, and I will return Berethet to you whole. Be my agent, and spread my word, and I will grant you the power you seek." Over many years, and three times as many experiments, his lower half has become merged with the sea with a large crustacean body, complete with crab-like appendages and hard shell, and several legs carry his now malnourished and misshapen upper half around as he completes experiments on his many hapless victims, using what remains of his mental fortitude and the dark blessings of the deity known as Skanz. Instinct: To enslave and perform operations on innocents in the name of Skanz

• Break Spirit
• Scuttle
• Pincer Grab

Giant Herons that grow to be three to four meters tall, covered in feathers capable of changing with it's living conditions. Their plumage makes them incredible hard to see as they stand motionless, blending in with their surroundings, waiting for prey to wander in front of their razor sharp beaks. In the swamps they inhabit, small fish gather a mineral, that absorbs magical energy, as they feed on them, they enrich this material within their bodies, leading to them to emanate an aura of antimagic. Instinct: to feed on unsuspecting prey

• Wait for prey, motionless, unseen

June's lot in life is simple. But only as long as the Manticore obeys. So far, Redmane has. Instinct: To serve Lord Scar

• Control the Manticore (as best as possible)

Annat will accomplish the mission. You can bet on that. His kind are superior. Not dogs. Rats. Nothing like that. He is special. You are offal. Instinct: To protect the master's interests at all costs

• Serve the master, with extreme cruelty
• Shapeshift into human or Great Boar

The Lyodengant. Creatures of ice, imprisoned by the Zloti Pazhar. Long dead, but never dead conjurers of frost hammers and ice breath. You seek the Kalig Verglas? Good luck. It belongs to them, fool. Instinct: Kill anything that lives

• Haunt the Zloti Pazhar

Instinct: To pass judgement

• Invoke Justice
• Smite the unholy
• * Sound the alarm

Braxats are enormous creatures resembling a cross between an ogre, a Triceratops, and an armadillo. Hailing from a distant world across a great sea of stars, braxats wield terrible psychic power and nasty caustic spit, and come with a sadistic streak to boot. Instinct: To subjugate

• Spit a noxious poison
• Telekinetically launch something
• Deflect a blow with its thoughts

Instinct: Hunt

• Eat