A mole-worm of unusual size, it's skin emits a toxin-acid that melts rock and metals but paralyzes living tissue. It defends itself with spine-tipped tentacles, but it's not above forcing things into it's grinding teeth. Instinct: to burrow and feed undisturbed

• explode out of dirt or rock
• lead into a hidden pit

Like large, bloated piranhas, these nasty fish are children of Okmok, the vile fish-god. Instinct: to feed on flesh

• surprise in the water
• surround a bloody target

A suit of plate mail wrapped in thorny chains; once responsible for keeping prisoners in line, they've been cursed to mindless pain-inflictors by the necromantic energy leaking into the temple's grounds. Instinct: to restrain, punish, and kill the guilty

• strike or bind with chains
• lay a ward or binding

The ghost of a long-dead prisoner, tortured then left to rot. It fades in-between the material world and the black city, disquiet, disturbed, and malevolent. Instinct: to suffer revenge on any who come near

• cause an illusion of torture or imprisonment
• vanish or reappear
• lay a potent curse
• offer visions, messages, or gifts from the black city

A warg traded to an ice witch and reborn as a massive guardian. Instinct: to serve the ice spirit

• breath an icy wind
• heal itself with ice or snow
• howl a message

A loyal and trusted goblin transfigured by a shaman; now it's a massive, grim-looking wolf with bleeding eyes and jaws. Instinct: to serve the shaman that made it

• track prey through thick and thin
• surround bleeding prey

A lordly, ambitious goblin necromancer. He's toughened his skin and extended his life, and he wears armor of enchanted bones. Instinct: to gain and keep dominion

• cast a spell of poison, darkness, or the grave
• lay a hex or curse
• call up dark spirits
• hide behind guards and minions

A psuedo-undead goblin changed by an ice witch, with icy armor and a broadsword of magical frost. Instinct: to serve and protect the shaman

• cast a globe of freezing magic

A wicked little thing with a mouthful of poison, it carries two razor-sharp daggers and moves surprisingly fast. Instinct: to slay enemies of the clan

• move with inhuman speed and grace
• gang up on a vulnerable target

A small, wicked thing with a tough hide and dripping teeth, it carries a rough wooden buckler and a lashed-together spear. Instinct: protect the clan

• shriek or run for help
• slip in close
• surround an enemy