Those who hunt by night will tell you that the wildest, most vicious of all animals is the tiny shrew.
The shrew feeds only by the dark of night. He must eat his own body weight every few hours or stave to death. The ravenous shrew eats everything, bones, flesh, marrow… everything.
Intro from Attack of the Killer Shrews 1959
The toxic lands of the Wastes should support no life. Here the land is slowly corrosive to the touch, causing illness with prolonged contact. The bubbling sulfur and ectomass pools are especially lovely, if you have the right aesthetic. The soil is soft and any heavy object slowly sinks. Other than a few migrant birds and some exotic small insects, The Wastes support only one native lifeform - The Verners - Exerpt from the often wrong but very popular Kalemandi’s Beasts of Lore and World.
There! Did you see it that time? I swear someone is following us. I keep seeing torchlight through the damn trees. I'm telling you, something is following us.
Thom, your either seeing things or drinking to much. There is no one following us. See look . . . wait, they look . . . they look like spiders but they are on fire!
- Last words of Micha, Traveller and Explorer.
In a sparse and hungry land, the kha-nyou have no problem finding food and flourishing.
“Jones, when was the last time ye cleared yer hulls?”
“Mm, a few months back. Why?”
“Yer ship. She’s comin’ outta the water.”
Vog’s Children, the Lava-Oil Symbiotes
Twas as long as a yard-arm and fast as a cobra. Took crewman Dobbs off of the rail and into the deep, that’s why we dont lean over the rail, lad.
Midshipman Oberhall lecturing new sailors
The fishing was good, but everyone else was wary. These were Condori waters. ...
The crew was pulling up a net when it happened. The claws first appeared on the railing. Golden eyes preceeded the broad snout. Gregus grabbed a pole and advanced upon it. The creature spat at him, covering his face in a green slime. He fell and screamed. The creature looked at all of us slowly and deliberately. Assured that we were no threat, it simply stretched over a bit farther.. secured the huge tuna we had just pulled in with its maw, and slid back over the side. We were in its waters. It only wanted its due. .....
Gregus died the next day of a terrible fever and strictures. His face had been scared and develope terrible white sores. Our limited magics were no avail to stop it. We decided to secure the body in a case and return it to the see when we left these waters.
Log of the Dolphin Clanship- Myra
Whilst they are not the leading predators that they used to be, a bite from them is still to be avoided.
The Falani Tersk is an easy going and willing breed. They are very intelligent and eager to learn new tricks or commands. This along with their lovely silver color makes them highly desirable as circus horses as well as very accomplished hunter mounts and race horses.
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.
“From the desert I come to thee on a stallion shod with fire.”
The calcobrinian Hotblood. One of the Oldest and purest of all horse breeds. Also a foundation breed for all know types of light riding/racing horses. It is considered by many to be the single most beauitful of all the breeds as well. With it’s refined head, dished profile, large expressive eyes, high spirits, and unique floating gait.
To see an Alerion, is to be blessed. The lords of the sky are a sign of good offering and an omen of well being. Welcome the feeling into your heart and let the warmth cascade into your soul. You will be a better person if you do.
- Daeser, Scholar and Wiseman.
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.
The numorous denizens of Thanethia all in one place.
Blibs are generally genial in nature, posessing malicious thoughts only for the flying insects they eat. But regardless of their peacful predispositions, bodily harm is inevitable if one happens to be standing in a blib’s shadow as it falls out of the sky.
A thief’s invaluble companion, this little invertebrate is a must-have among burglars determined to pull off an extremely difficulte heist.
As long as the thief in question, isn’t too squemish about what his little accquisition feeds on..
Adapted to the northern tundra, these hardy little insects dwell among the Fireleaf ferns…
In lakes throughout the East, these lake squid are as plentiful as fish.
A beautiful creature with a deceptive nature, and a very, very odd method of caring for it’s young…
Magic is like alcohol, the more that is used, the more it causes a hangover later on and the less judgement one has when using it. If one waits a while after casting a spell, things "detoxify." A cantrip or two is like a sip of weak beer, whilst a large creation spell is like a bottle of vodka. Cast something too big and you can die from magic intoxication.