A strange mask containing a merciless demon, a parasite on those around it.
From the same school of thought as, "Hey GM, which book did I just randomly pull from the shelf of the wizards' library?" No plot hooks here, just flavor additions.
Also known as demons, mutants, and monsters, Youma were once human beings.
Cold, mystic master manipulators.
The adventurers hear a noise and turn, only to see a bottle clatter down the street. Shrugging it off, they continue on their way, blissfully unaware of the hulking mass of junk taking shape behind them...
Droids, Drones, and the Neo-Cortex.
Strange creatures, half dreamed half imagined, figments of delerium, wisps of insanity.
"They're many names given to the things of this vast consciousness that we don't understand, are afraid of, or otherwise just don't want to be associated with. These creatures, though familiar in appearance to many common races, have no name for themselves, but have been appropriately named "Concordare Iram", Translated: Harmonized Rage."
Also known as automatics, dummies, skinnies, and mannikins.
Genimals are the stock and trade of BioCreches and one of the foundation technologies of the biosphere repair effort
The Fae, they are called, though the reason they are not called by their true name, the Fairies, has been lost to the ages- at least, by the humans. The other races know, the other races know well of the Fae.
Humans have a very short memory. The elves, the dwarves, the goblins, the orcs, they don't. They remember of the interactions between Atheians and the Fae all those years ago in that other age. They know what happened. But the humans... they have forgotten.
This is why they will be the first to die.
"That's old lady Serisia's house... We don't go in there anymore." the children looked forlornly through the iron fence to their lost ball, deep within the overgrown gardens of the massive front yard.
From deep in the foliage, a menacing 'Yowl' sounded, followed by an eerie droning.
This sub is a little bit silly.
Trapped in Atheus, blocked from returning to their home of Congeria, the daimon is (usually) a minor demon- though this does not mean that they are not a highly deadly adversary.
Favored minion of the necromancer Warmaker, the Ossilyth is a tank of an undead.
A model of efficiency and effectiveness, also a model of horror in the Cosmic era
Written in support of the Flight of Retribution, a Cosmic Era splatbook
The panic inducing robotic shock troopers of the Cosmic Era.
A collection of Chinese mythical lifeforms representing Bad Omens or associated with the onset of Disasters
A collection of Chinese mythical lifeforms representing Good Omens or have divine associations (more entries will be added)
A collection of Chinese Mythical Lifeforms that can pose varying degrees of danger to adventurers and the general populace
A small group of men stares intensely at something. Coming nearer, you see puppies, obviously still young, as they are small and only learn to walk. Cute as they are, the men look serious and exchange a comment here and there, making their mother nervous. But one man keeps her somewhat calm, while looking with others on the little ones.
The puppies are a completely new dog breed. The breeder hopes for better characteristics, the other men are mostly hunters and other dog-fanciers, that were called or came from own interest. If all looks well, they will have business. But now, they are just watching.