The undead horror shambled forward. Peaking out from under its tattered leather armor is a roll of slick smelly maggot worms.

“ew. What is that smell? Where did it come from?” 
“Where did that wyvern come from!”

"OH MY GOD! LOOK AT THE SIZE OF THAT THING!"

Your adventurers can name this one, if they survive. The last thing they will hear is: “ppppooockt-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t” before their eyes and ears start bleeding and their body become black and blue… battered by something unseen and untouched.

Dragons, being huge and meaty, are the ideal habitat for countless unpleasant parasites.

On a world made entirely of molten rock, there is still life.

Choke horrors are nightmarish creatures that give the most knowledgeable and adventurous pause. They are tall gangly bipedal creatures that have four whip like appendages instead of arms.

To kill a Unicorn is to bring bad luck and the hatred of nature itself down upon the foolish. It is said that the mate of a unicorn that is murdered will turn horrible in it’s pain and anger, turning against nature to hunt and kill the murderer of it’s mate. It turns dark and soulless and seeks nothing but the death of it’s enemy.

For a creation of the Black Tide of Acqua,death never truly befalls it. As long as the most vital part of it survives,the foul thing will continue to exist. In a certain sense..