The White King is a fallen planar power, banished for some offense against its own warring, deadly kin. Here, in Dungeon World, it has found a place to begin anew -- building up its power base with those power-hungry enough to wish to serve in The White King's frozen hell. The White King has earned the service of frost spirits in its time here, or perhaps has mastered certain spells, or might have even brought its own frozen servants here in exile. Regardless, The White King's powers are great! Rumors that its power pales in comparison to its kin will, hopefully, remain only rumors. Instinct: To accumulate power

• Overwhelm with a growing frost
• Command winter winds
• Obscure and conceal with a sudden snow storm
• Call upon hungry wraiths and their corpse-hosts
• Soar across the planes with a storm-portal

Instinct: Souls

• unknown - no survivors
• It pretends to be a rotten log
• Its a soul eater

Instinct: Souls

• unknown - no survivors
• It pretends to be a rotten log
• Its a soul eater

Storm serpents are ancient. Since before man walked the globe these alien creatures have ridden the airborne waves of the storm and delighted in the fear and chaos of its coming. It is said that they fly without wings, they are the source of every bolt of lightning, and that their only sustenance comes from the meat of fear and the water of chaos. Seldom do they come to the surface of the planet, they don't need to feed so close. However, every pirate with a flying ship knows to land rather than brave a storm for there is a reason every flying creature either retreats from the storm or is missing by the time the storm ends. That reason is the Storm Serpent. Instinct: To feed off fear and chaos

• Ride the storm
• Feed off fear, drink in chaos
• Hide in clouds

Instinct: To protect and nurture the spore nodules. To burst a nodule and then die.

• Grows and nourishes Squamous Hoard spore nodules. Eventually the nodules rupture, releasing clouds of demonic spores into the air.
• When you breath in Demonic Spores, roll + CON. On a 10+ you shake it off no problem. On a 7-9 you shake it off, but are left weakened. Take -1 ongoing for future rolls vs Demonic Spore. On a 6-, take +1 infection. I don't quite know what that means just yet.

Instinct: Barrog has one goal: to open the spore modules within the Portarium, spreading the seed of the Squamous Hord to all of Mobius World

• As the Hoard encroached ever deeper into the Abyss, even the mighty Balor were consumed. Now this beast leads the charge into the Portarium.
• Master of smoke and fire. Able to controll lesser Hoardlings telepathically.

Everyone has heard of the Crimson Suns, the notorious gang of thieves. Nothing seems to be off-limits to their touch. If it's got a value it's got their attention. The Crimson Sun, their leader, is a hulk of a man made large by the gorging of stolen delicacies both mundane and sometimes, often times, magical. His size prevents him from entering into direct operations but with the whole Crimson Sun gang at his command, he doesn't really need to now does he? Instinct: To gain infamy

• Propose one-on-one duels
• Improvise to get the upper-hand
• Call for reinforcements from the shadows

If you want the job done right, you gotta do it yourself. Prince Ahken'tep, 3rd Prince of the Ma'ak dynasty, learned this the hard way. When his dreams of grandeur were not satisfied at death, he made a pact with death to rise again and finish what he started. Perhaps to turn the whole world into his kingdom, to cover the land in gold, or just be a total-dick to the rest of us. What ever the reason, he has risen again and that really sucks. Instinct: To fulfill his pact with Death

• Summons skeletons with ancient power
• Set a pre-arranged scenerio into motion
• Drains life force with dark magic
• Stop at nothing to fulfill goals

The corpse spider hides in the thick jungle foliage, often in shallow burrows, and leaps out on the unwary. In combat, it tries to paralyze its prey, wrap it in webs, and haul it off, still living, to its larder. The larder of a corpse spider is filled with the drained husks of its victims, all wrapped in thick webbing. There are often interesting bits of treasure still on the corpses of the sentient beings it has drained. Instinct: To fill its larder

• Leap on the unwary
• Hide in the foliage
• Paralyzing venom

Instinct: to seek power at any cost

• Cast necromantic spells
• Lull heroes into letting their guard down
• Summon dead from the ground