It's immediately obvious that skeeblins aren't some natural variety of atrocity, but are instead an intentional transgenerative mutation of goblins mixed with some sort of midge or mosquito. As such, they resemble grotesque, bug-eyed goblins with a slimy black carapace, and a set of obnoxiously loud wings. Worst of all, they have a saber-sharp proboscis where their nose should be, which seems to be their tool of choice when deciding to attack and bleed out any warm-blooded creature. Usually found in small swarms, they don't venture far from their boggy, humid dens, and are rarely found without some other goblin infestation nearby. Who bred these horrors is anybody's guess, but they're a terrible nuisance to livestock. Instinct: To drink blood dry

• Buzzes or scampers out of reach
• Lunge and sting

Colofameed is a guardian at the doors of Gariksokadron's palace. Instinct: To ensure Gariksokadron is undisturbed

• Radiate fierce heat
• Block any attempt to pass it by
• Melt even the most magical things

Caterzang is one of the two guardian elementals of Gariksokadron's palace. Instinct: To serve the Murderer of Smoke

• Burn to a crisp
• Ward with fire and smoke
• Resist all control except for Gariksokadron's

Children these days are too cynical. No matter how many stories you tell them, they always think you're just being silly; that you're making things up. Never do they believe, for even a second, that such fantastical tales could possibly be true. So let me hear it from you then. Where do you think then sun goes after it crosses the horizon? What's that? It lights up the other side of the world? Don't be ridiculous! Though I must admit you're not too far off. When the gods are done for the day, and have pulled the sun to the horizon, even they need a rest. And there to pick up the torch is Zolot, a great hairy serpent with the head of a rabid dog. He gobbles up the sun and carries it with him through the black gates of death: the very gates he's sworn to guard. On the other side, he flies across the skies, shining light from his gullet upon all the damned that once were. No I'm not making this up! You can check for yourself! Can you ever find the sun after it has set? No? I didn't think so! Instinct: To guard the gates

• Devour the souls of the dead
• Offer a faustian bargain
• Bend the dead to its will

Instinct: To Spread its Infection

• Drag someone Under

Instinct: Protect the Hive!

• Spread unwholesome Spores
• Inflict Disease

Instinct: To crush adventurers for Ruby!

• Dogpile an Adventurer
• Cry for Help

Instinct: To stop stage invasions

• Throw an Adventurer
• Form a defensive line
• Summon Demonic Flame

Instinct: To promote her musical career

• Breathe Fire
• Inspiring Lyrics
• Turn the crowd savage

You soldiers think you know the horrors of war? What of those that war over runs? Have you been a mother-to-be in war? Hiding your unborn child, and cut down in a display of new authority. You can't rest after that! Their loss drives them back from death to search for their child. Enraged by the injustice of their death, these women seek rest in finally bringing a child into the world. If you should see a comely lass on the edge of the forest, just outside or a village, where one would hide from the likes of you, or find a cache of children's toys and shiny trinkets. Well beware then that you don't succumb to such folly, as a quick roll in the bushes with a "farmer's daughter taking a late night swim", for you will see their true face, when they share their wrenching pain of lost motherhood with you. Instinct: To bring a child into the world.

• Seduce a Man-at-Arms
• Appear as a beautiful young women
• Enthrall & Charm
• Compel the virtuous to to defend her
• Transform into a ghostly form - hauntingly beautify and crying out with loss of her children
• Show Horrendous Form of Her Death