Behold, the Harbinger of ill-tidings, the blizzard rider, the thief of winter, the Stamagast.

Unleashed from the high white temples of Hosok in massive swarms, the Handvermin are among the lowliest and most disgusting of the children of the Hand That Sees

These ghastly beings are corrupted to do the bidding of Hosok, The Hand That Sees

Gnomes, fascinated with magic, tried to find a way to safely access it, and instead wound up addicted in the deadliest way.

Clarence was singing in harmony as his kind is wont to do. Their singing reinforced the 'song of existance'. It was a somewhat important job, even though only a handful were needed rather than the hundreds that did so. He and others near him noticed the pin prick discordence in the weave of melody that was the material realm. Those dark alien notes rose up. The Angel Mind touch the Divine and followed the new sub melody. Humans would call it a plan. Angels dove to the material realm and, of course, if any world was going to be causing problems, it had to be Earth. Oh well, at least Clarence would know his way around.

Alive with emotion -
Constantly in motion -
With inner voice, 'hind innocent face -
a cunning mind -
Metal fairies in the depths of space?

The mall was all in motion as the tide of people moved to and fro. From behind the Santa Photospot, it formed. The circular "wreath" manifested. The Green Monsters slipped through The Gateway. When they numbered five, they lumbered forward. Breaking through the Santa Photo Display, they began their destruction of Christmas.

Also known as Vampires.

Within this ancient tome are 30 companion spirits for wizards and their ilk.

These are the various races of humans in Locastus, City of Mirrors.

Farmers believe that once a crop has been harvested the corn spirits are homeless, and will leave the field to search for a new home. The Scarecrow will remain in the fields during winter, providing a refuge for the corn spirit until the new harvest is planted in spring.

Predator, nightstalker, brother to beasts, call me a monster long enough brother and I very well might become one.

Jaurmes, Augrune woodcutter

They march, march forever. Eerie chanting fill the air. Death Cometh.

Gredil the Leech was the best healer in Szridhar, but no-one went to him with minor ailments. All of his cures were disgusting, and usually involved some type of bizarre creature. Take for example the Spirit Leech.

Recycling the dead for the greater good since 1704

Humanity is as varied as the stars themselves.

The final creation of Albert Uhrzeit, commonly named the Lord Chronomancer in popular literature, the Void Golem is the ultimate expression of his mastery over the stuff of time and space itself.

The Master walked over to the strange symmetrical mechanism. He flipped it over... The sands of the hourglass began to flow and it whirred to life. "One hour," said The Master, "Practice."

A powerful golem of Tar and Sand, ideal for pulverizing one’s foes.

"That book?" sighed the librarian. "That one is hard to find. The priests say it is heretical. But," he continued more quietly "word is they have a few copies, and study them very carefully. That even they consider it true."