Whilst they are not the leading predators that they used to be, a bite from them is still to be avoided.
Not all the beasts that threaten humans are large.There are those who despite watching out for dragons, bears, giant spiders and the like, have underestimated this downright nasty little ant and paid for it with their lives.
When in towns or near human habitation, be careful what you use your swords on, for that large sluglike Velvet Worm you might be facing could well be someone’s beloved family pet.
To the vulture, the body of the lion down below seemed to be a tasty morsel. It appeared to be slightly swolen with the beginnings of decay, but that was to be expected. He dived down, landed beside it, and bit deeply inside it.And the body exploded, showering him with entrails, blood, and a strange dust.
He preened himself to get as clean as possible, ate his fill and flew off. And an hour later he fell dead to the ground, and his body began to swell with the spores and fibres of the Corpse’s Revenge.
The Flowing Death is one of the most feared monsters in all of Vallermoore’s rivers and ocean, not because of the numbers of people it has killed directly, but because of the semi-starvation it’s visits bring, and because it cannot be seen until it attacks it’s prey.
The Polar Horror is one of the most feared predators of the Northern Polar Icefields, because of it’s speed and because it has no fear whatsover of Man…
Crystal Hornets are heard long before they are seen. Their humming is like the beautiful sound of a violin that is being played by a master musician,and to those who have encountered them before, it acts as a warning.
There are many dangers at the poles and in the icy mountians of the world, but few dangers are harder to survive then an attack from an Ice Ghoul, a shadow-spirit whose very touch can be deadly.
Many is the thriving mine that has been brought to it’s knees by an infestation of Jewel Worms, resulting in cave-ins, loss of productivity and the threat of a major disaster if work continues.Miners fear these as much as pockets of poisonus gas or earthquakes,and with good reason.
The first sign of one of the Few is the glow that surrounds it.Most of the survivors of such encounters only saw the glow, for few can fight face to face with the Few and survive to tell the tale.
They are beautiful in an icky fuzzy spider way.
The Giant Mussel is probebly the only creature in the world that can, if you are not careful, lick you to death…
On the muddy banks of the river deltas and the swamps they wait to wrap their prey in their crushing embrace.That is how they got their name.
The poisonous Gartraps are the bane of the desert. These sand colored trappers will bring swift death to the unwary.
The Webbats are predators of the hot desert regions. They are massive bats with a twelve foot wingspan, very good eyesight, and the ability to do what no other bat can do…spit web from a gland beneath it’s jaws.
Forsht Bligo is a dwarf who loves the taste of blood. He's become quite the connoisseur over the years. Pigs blood, sheeps blood, cow's blood, if it's red and warm, Forsht considers it a delicacy. The fresher and hotter the better. Forsht will often sneak up on cattle, prick them with his dagger, and catch the flowing blood in his orc-skull drinking cup. His life goal is to taste the blood of every living animal. Although he has not yet sampled humanoid blood, he is not averse to doing so if the right opportunity presents itself. He is not particularly unpleasant if approached and can be easily befriended. Its just that he simply can't get enough of the "Juice of Life", as he calls it. Forsht's troubles come in the form of frightened and angry villagers who have proclaimed the misunderstood dwarf a vampire. Since Forsht is amused by this, he does little to dissuade anyone. This will lead to some dicey situations for Forsht in the near future.