The Elemental is a well known and well established unit in the gaming universe, and they are invariably humanoid shaped hulks or amorphous blobs of the element they are composed of. This is lacking in imagination.
The lich is a form of sentient undead who cannot be killed until the object containing their soul is destroyed. The Electric Lich borrows the concept and moves it into the CE
A practical, if extreme, cybernetic modification, for people who live in aerostats, space colonies, and on ships
Some people opt to combine the upper torso of a robot with the legs of a larger industrial vehicle, creating for themselves, a cybernetic centaur body.
The Flayed Ones were once men, terrible and evil men, and they were punished for their heinous deeds.
Spellseekers are strange creatures from the Astral plane that are drawn to the material plane by shoddy spellcasting or uncontrolled magic. They are vermin
In the Non-Canon House of the Forsaken branch of the CE, the Meklords are the dark face of the Seibertronians
A parasitic mold with an unusual lifecycle and powerful mind-control properties.
A horde of devious, ferocious, tenacious, and atrocious creatures, beasts, and monstrosities to populate the northern realms of your fantasy. Get them while they're cold!
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A wagon lays overturned on the forest road, bodies savaged by tooth and claw lay strewn about it, their weapons clean of blood, seemingly unused.
A lone man runs from an unseen threat, deeper into the forest, away from the grisly scene in the road. He stumbles, his foot having caught on a root. He lands hard, his lungs feel like lead. Panting, he comes to his knees. Two eyes of emerald light meet his, a low growl emanates from the beast, and his death is swift.
An ashen grey willow with pale leaved tendils obscuring it's gnarled trunk. Sitting in the mire of great swamps, rare even in it's natural environment. The Banshee Willow's bark is known to have magical properties. Travelers beware, these trees seem to attract ghosts and other unsavory undead.
A hardy deep blue vine with needle-like thorns and bright orange flowers. If pricked by Widowthorn one should quickly seek the antidote or a natural remedy, the poison secreted by the thorns induces drowsiness and saps one's strength.
Forsht Bligo is a dwarf who loves the taste of blood. He's become quite the connoisseur over the years. Pigs blood, sheeps blood, cow's blood, if it's red and warm, Forsht considers it a delicacy. The fresher and hotter the better. Forsht will often sneak up on cattle, prick them with his dagger, and catch the flowing blood in his orc-skull drinking cup. His life goal is to taste the blood of every living animal. Although he has not yet sampled humanoid blood, he is not averse to doing so if the right opportunity presents itself. He is not particularly unpleasant if approached and can be easily befriended. Its just that he simply can't get enough of the "Juice of Life", as he calls it. Forsht's troubles come in the form of frightened and angry villagers who have proclaimed the misunderstood dwarf a vampire. Since Forsht is amused by this, he does little to dissuade anyone. This will lead to some dicey situations for Forsht in the near future.
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Cyber-Satyrs are an uncommon but increasingly popular sexual/charisma based cyber and genetic modification profile