A howl, the sound of paws hit the ground. Hear it and run. The hunt is on and you may just be the prey. Instinct: To Hunt

• Pounce at them

Banditry, highway robbery, call it what you call it but it puts food on the table and coin in the pocket. But some don't like the risk of getting run through but still want the rewards. The crossbow serves these bandits well, it keeps them at a distance and lets them kill a man before they even know he is there. After all the dead don't object to you 'borrowing' some coin. Usually. Instinct: To rob

• Steal something
• Call for aid from fellow bandits
• Demand tribute

Risen from a foul ooze in a bubbling cauldron, these creatures lay dormant in the cauldron's contents until it is disturbed. If anyone disturbs them or the cauldron they rise from the ooze with a hatred in their eyes and a sole desire to destroyed the disturber. Instinct: Destroy those who disturb the cauldron

• Spew vile juices
• Cough up poisonous blood