Mapmaker's bane, a few of these can ruin a decade of cartography!
Flame fowl, brightest red chickens you will ever see, nice feathers for fletching arrows, but I'd pass on the omlet.
Half salad, half meat, I dont know what to make of these things, but without them our expedition would not have made it past the first oasis
Anjet of Cenn Caerwaith
Beware this wizardly cadaver! His spells might not kill you, but you will wish they had…
Therianthropes? Lycanthropes? Animorphs? Homo-Zoological-Hybrid-Sapiens? Manimals? Take your pick.
In the bleak midwinter frosty wind made moan, Earth stood hard as iron, Water like a stone; Snow had fallen, snow on snow, Snow on snow, In the bleak midwinter, Long ago.
English poet (1830 - 1894)
The dead, imbued with the divine essence of magic, walk again, ever hungry for the missing spark of a living soul.
"Is it just me, or is this cave moving?"
- Obin the Spelunker’s last words
"Though they walk as men and grow as weeds, they are neither; the angry dead, feeding the green with the rage until they walk again, yellowing bones bound by the twining green."
Pitiable creatures, wandering forever in search of that denied them, unable to rest even as they crumble away to little more than crawling wrecks of bones.
Slain by thirst and heat, these sad souls seek moisture - any moisture - to quench their eternal, burning thirst.
These ghastly beings are corrupted to do the bidding of Hosok, The Hand That Sees
The dead, when buried without last rites, often find it impossible to rest easy…
What if one were to abandon the classical 4-6 element universe and instead view things in a more ‘modern’ light?
Elementals have been around for a long time. In many games they unveiled their impressive powers, and reflected their mystical origin no one cared about. It is time for a remake.
Death be not proud.
To experience liberation in the arms of Goran, one must first await the coming of the Uroghi..
Beware thy deeds my child, for they may come back to haunt you…
On his own, a Telgard demon worships the concept of individuum - to be solitary, resourceful, and hardy.
An exquisite steed, midnight black, treading like a dancer, its step so light that it does not scar the ground, its stride so fluent that you could sit in the saddle all day… if you needed one. Its golden eyes shine with intelligence and spirit, and it seems to know your every wish. Ah, who would not want such a fine beast to carry him?
After the PCs defeat (or force the rapid retreat of) a villanous necromancer/demon summoner, they discover a book. This book outlines how to summon a demon whose power increases according to the size of the summoning circle used to summon it. And after the PCs examine a map of the country, they find that the layout of the cities and roads match up with the required summoning circle. In fact, the final road that would complete the circle is currently in construction.
With anyone who can find out about the circle and the ritual to summon the demon able to somehow make the final road/line, and destruction of the cities and roads currently in existence out of the question (unless this is an evil campaign- that removes the moral quandary), how are the PCs going to solve this problem?