Quillion is nasty Instinct:

• Blast with metal piercing quills

Hoard scarab. Dreadful creature. You think you've found enough treasure for early retirement, but little did you suspect how soon your retirement would be. These coin-sized beetles lurk in large piles of treasure. They look just like coins or gems. Sure, you can crush them under boot with a little effort, but they don't hang around by themselves. Tenacious burrowers, they get right in through armor, into your skin, and then things get bad. They start eating you alive and laying eggs. In just a couple weeks...you're a nice pile of glittering gold, waiting for it's next victim. Instinct: Lay eggs inside victim and slowly devour from within

• Wake from hibernation on contact with living flesh and burrow in
• Slowly consume victim from within

Bedraggled beauties lost in the wilderness, desperately in need of rescue and protection are usually just that, women in need. Sometimes... they are horrible creatures lurking in glamoured disguise. Beguilers they, who lust for the true vigor and beauty of youth; who lure hapless adventurers back to dank lairs, to be repeatedly and tortuously used as breeding stock, or to become a meal. Revealed in their true forms, hags appear as grotesquely twisted crones, who gleefully corrupt and manipulate. They decorate their magically hidden caves with bubbling cauldrons, moldering tomes, jars of rare reagents, bones of former lovers, and lost artifacts. They know too much about you, what drives you, and what lies ahead in your future. They occasionally take coven with their sisters to cast dark rituals and meddle in mortal affairs. Instinct: to breed and collect

• Beguile and tempt through illusions and divination
• Foretell the fortunes of others
• Brew poisons and potions
• Curse and hex those who threaten with injury