The priests of the storm call their brethren to even greater acts of destruction in praise of Thunder. They are covered in precious conductive metals cunningly wrought to channel the energy of their gods. Instinct: Praise the thunder through destruction

• Bellow warsongs to inspire and terrify
• Blast with fierce winds

Storm Giants ride the winds out from cloud palaces to pillage and destroy the lands below. Instinct: Raid, pillage and ruin

• Strike like lightning

Instinct: To get the first Wish before Judgement.

• Soul-consuming energy being and Cosmomancer.
• Cosmomancy of the highest order.
• Seeker abilities. Damn near omniscient.

A 12 foot clockwork knight with Aetheryte plate armor and a massive Warhammer called Order. Instinct: To bring order.

• A 12 foot tall Mechanical Knight that may be controlled telepathically by the possessor of the Key f Law.

Gorough, the Angler. A large creature resembling an infant with grey flesh and spider like appendages, it and it's kind crawls through the kingdom, leaving behind an acidic stench in it's wake. The light of it's lantern is often hypnotizing and resembles that of a campfire set by other travelers of the Kingdom. It often lurks in wait, attracting travelers, before lashing out with it's razor sharp mandibles and tearing flesh. A strange substance simply referred to as Gorosite grows within it's belly and is often used for smithing. Instinct: To devour

• Prowls The Dark
• Lures travelers with its lantern
• Vomits a substance that eats through metal

The number of people whom once dwelled the kingdom that resemble their old forms is slim. Often, the exposure to the extremely thick concentration of magical energies in the area twists the forms into something new and terrible. Be it human, elf, or dwarf, the mutant skirmisher is a beast of long arms, short legs, and gnashing fangs. With eyes adapted to see in the alien world of The Kingdom and an uncanny sense of smell, these broken creature are often heard shrieking as they appear before they're ever seen. Instinct: To consume untainted flesh

• Slashes with long claws

La me Bessie è 'na brava Mucapelo. E' una di quelle abituà a stare con noialtri. La me dà latte e pelo, e mi ghe do da magnare. Nà volta l'hanno presa anca par i giochi del Lungo Sole. C'avete presente? Quando i giovani della Valle se sfida a schivar le corna. Quelo che non vien preso mai, el diventa il Re della Festa. Lo son stà anca mi, na volta. Come che le fa a lanciar le corna? Non c'ho mica idea. N'de a chiederlo ai sapientoni della Torre. Magari lori lo sa. Me nono me diceva che le Mucapelo le han fatte i maghi, tanto tempo fa. Che le montava par ndare in guera. Non ohe se niente da ridere! Ste qua nella Valle le pare paciose. Ma se ndate in alto, state tenti. Quelli dei villaggi alti c'hanno fatto amicizia, ma con gli estranei son cattive come le castagne nere. Le difende i prati come matte. Ti tè sembri anca svelto. Forse la prima volta te le schivi anca, le corna: il problema sta quando le torna indrio! Il vecio Flint, poi, el raconta sempre de quando era a caccia con Bill e han fato rabbiare le Mucapelo. Flint dice che le gà inizià a fare il loro verso, tute insieme. Na roba mai sentia. La montagna la gà tremà e poi è vegnuta giù na valanga dal monte. Fltin se gà salvà; Bill è ancora là sotto. Le Mucapelo? Stavano là, piantate coi zoccoli: se gà scrollà la neve dal pelo e sono ndate via. N'altra roba! Me racomando: non cavategli le corna: porta cattiva sorte! Bob el guercio se vantava del suo pugnale fatto con le corna, finché non è inciampà, cavandose l'ocio col pugnale. Mi v'ho avertio! Instinct: Proteggere i pascoli

• Lanciare corna come boomerang
• Causare valanghe

the vindigos are the flesh eaters of the caves, they are fast and strong, their claws can slash metal. they are a type of vampires, but the gods can't help versus them, only the Luah can. Instinct: to eat raw meat

• to Slash
• to devour raw meat
• to drop from the shadow
• to defend his territory

Head and body of a velociraptor, clinging to cave walls and surfaces with four taloned legs, and flying on four humming-bird-like wings, these reptilian monsters congregate in vast hordes like bats. Instinct: Blot out twilit sky, swarm over land, and devour all flesh

• Drop upon them from darkness
• Tear away armor
• Pierce unarmored flesh with a serrated tongue
• Flee to open skies, squawking a retreat
• Death move: It's body splits open, and its shrieking soul departs to the Void

We had no idea that mold could be so deadly. -Surviving Member of the Black Iris Dungeoneering Society. Instinct: To consume flesh and heat

• Releases a puff of yellow spores.