K-Creatures 1

A - Silver Kharnek: A brilliantly colored being from another world, serving as bloodhounds for some unknown entity. Despite having six eyes their eyesight is quite poor, usually relying on smell or soulsense. Their tails have venomous barbs.

B - Shield Slime: A slime that enjoys the feeling of metal in its body. They prefer to keep shields on their fronts and backs, swords and daggers to their sides, and helmets on top. No one is quite sure how they tell the difference.

C - Cycloise: A one eyed turtle like creature. They are incredibly slow and not much of a threat but can grow to the size of a pig. Typically used as livestock they do possess minor magical spells and their eyes are potent alchemical ingredients.

D - Gormant: A desert dwelling amphibian that is always ready for a fight. Males grapple with each other, or anything they can find, to impress females. They use their tusks to dig in the sand to find tubers, their favorite food, but they’ll eat anything smaller than themselves.

E - Pure Elemental: A being of pure elemental energy, able to utilize all manner of magic. However due to its nature as a conduit for all elements it is no expert at any. They have a tendency to explode, crumble, dissolve, or melt if under too much stress.

F - Doosimo Bat: A large bat from a far off tropical region. They are quite aggressive but only over territory as they are actually frugivores. Despite their appearance they can actually see moderately well through the glowing “visor” on their head.

G - Bobblebulb Stalk: An ambulatory plant. They constantly hop everywhere in search of fresh soil, bashing their rock hard fruit against anything that comes in their way. The fruit makes a rattling sound with each hop. Some people find it delicious but most can’t handle the toughness.

H - Huk: A four limbed flier typically paired with the Silver Kharnek. They produce an ear piercing screech that can send shivers down even the toughest willed opponent. Usually they keep to themselves though, keeping an eye on everything from above.
think they come from another realm. They feed on the dreams of sentient beings by tapping their noses against them while they sleep. This doesn’t seem to make the person forget the dream but everyone reports seeing the Dream Sucker in the dream it ate.

K - Kettlehead Moth Caterpillar: An armored caterpillar of the Kettlehead Moth. No one is quite sure why this caterpillar has evolved such defensive measures.The spines along its back cause irritation if touched.

K-2 - Kettlehead Moth: A moth the size of a small bird. Its armored head is quite sharp and can poke its way through even hard leather with enough force. They feed exclusively on the sap of the rustgum tree and are one of its few pollinators.

L - Liddersprout: A relative of the Mandrake. They do not have the piercing scream but can cause annoyance and anger with their wail. They pull themselves from the ground the moment they mature and crawl around energetically during the night.

I-R - Horned Jamock: A beast that enjoys rutting against things with its horns. Their favorite target are the species of willow that grow in the swamps it inhabits. The males have larger horns than the females.

M - Greater Losonite: A troglodytic arachnid like creature. They tend to form hives with their relative, the Lesser Losonite, and venture out of the caves for food. They secrete a sticky mucus from their mouths to capture prey.

N - Frogmouth Chark: A fish like creature that can crawl on the land. Their voracious appetite and strong digestive juices mean they can eat almost anything, even rocks. They can belch up some of this acid as an attack.

O - Maw Walker: A demonic entity from another realm. Their horns continue to grow as they age, the oldest and wisest having horns the curl in on themselves. They have the ability to open up portals between realms.

P - Palmasite: A plant like parasite that embeds itself into other creatures. They wrap their roots around the spinal column before burrowing into the nervous system, controlling whatever animal they possess. The leaves are good for medicinal and alchemical purposes.

P-Ori - Whin: A creature with a high amount of fat and muscle. They are used primarily as livestock in many locations due to how easy they are raised. However a frequent infection they have in tropical regions is the Palmasite.

Q - Honeycup: A small plant that skips happily along the ground. They secrete sticky sap on the top of their head and use it like a suction cup, jumping at larger creatures and latching onto them. They do this to spread their seeds farther and because it’s fun.

R - Pechari: A large beast that is quite docile despite its size. They have the ability to copy all manner of speech, not knowing what it means, but can still cast spells due to innate magical aptitude. They eat fruits, nuts, and tree bark.

S - Gaud of Suns: An animal native to a very small section of mountain forest. They are extremely rare and sacred to the people that live their. Once upon a time they considered deities, thought to be able to control the sun and moon.

T - Knowledge Taker: Thoughts. Ideas. Books. Spelltomes. Anything ever thought and cataloged. It needs them. Whatever bit of knowledge it can have it guards with its life, taking them back to its home dimension. Despite multiple instances of the Knowledge Taker existing most scholars believe they are a single entity.

T - Hand from Nowhere: A hand from nowhere. Every three feet of arm possesses a new elbow joint and it stretches continually in search of “prey”. No one has every seen the end of one. The largest ever recorded was over 100 feet long, winding through multiple hallways and rooms.

U - Beakwolf: A hunting hound that loves the cold despite its lizard like appearance. Their ancestors possessed flight but eventually evolved to be ground walking. They are specialized in grabbing and holding onto prey, allowing the others in their pack to tear with their claws.

V - Stargazer: A creature that slowly flies through the air. They are always looking upwards. Even if flipped over their eye travels along their body to be able to stare straight up. No one is quite sure where they came from but they seem more numerous during meteor showers and auroras.

W - Lord of Fog:

The edge of a vast lake is bathed in the cool morning mist of an autumn day. Dew drops roll off the needles of numerous trees surrounding the water, the keen and coo of birds waking soon filling the woods. Sparse rays of sunshine filter through the trees, the sky overcast and dreary looking, the beginnings of a storm on the wind.

A small herd of deer make their way through the woods and to the lake, leaves and twigs crunching under hoof. The stag stands proudly as he walks to the water. As he leans down to get a drink his ear twitches. Something is nearby. He lifts his head in time to miss an arrow aimed straight for him, letting out a frightened cry. His herd sprint away as he lowers his head and charges at the attackers.

Only something else gets there before him.

A grey blur rushes past him and fills the air with a dense fog, thick as the water he was drinking, rendering everything invisible. He calls out, frightened and alarmed, spinning in place and ramming his head forward. All he can do is listen to the faint sounds of his herd. And the screaming from his attackers.

Just as suddenly as the fog came it disperses, leaving him standing alone by the lake once more. The body of a man lays before him, drained and pale, his skin damp with water and blood. Looking out over the lake he can make out the appearance of his savior amidst a blanket of fog, soaring upwards before plunging into the lake.

X - Verminous Undying:

Death.

It smells of death in here. Cracked dirt and stone give way to rotten moss and mildew. Faint clouds of spores waft in the air with every motion but otherwise everything is still.

Motionless.

Dead.

The earth crunches as the party makes their way deeper into this dead place, talks of loot and treasure filling the decayed halls. Underneath it is the constant buzzing of thousands of flies, swarming every spot not touched by torchlight. The stench of death gets more potent as they pass through the hallway and entered a large chamber with a yawning chasm in front of them.

Something juts from the massive pit, almost like a pillar holding up the ceiling, but it has the appearance of worn parchment from what can be seen. Most of it is shrouded in a shadow that neither torch nor spell can penetrate. But peering out of the cloak like front of it is a pair of orange eyes. They burn like suns to the travelers’ despite their dullness. A faint crinkling noise is heard as the thing shudders, appendages along its front beginning to slowly move.

The torch dies out before it even hits the floor as they sprint away and all that can be heard is cacophonous buzzing.

Y-2 - Final Curiosity:

Something was wrong.

This wasn’t how this was supposed to happen.

But the ritual had been done perfectly! What was missing? What was prepared wrong?

As crimson blood turns sour and browns, swirling and filling the runes etched into the floor, a portal opens up on the floor. Spurs of bone jut upwards, a pair of eight followed by six. No something was definitely amiss. There were supposed to be just six! Bone crown gives way to fatty, sallow flesh that pulses and wobbles as it rises from the floor.

And then a deafening cry came from the beast. Not one of triumph or thanks but of pain and suffering, like an infant’s wail in a rainstorm. The necromancers fall to their knees, clutching their heads as they feel something shatter deep inside, a deep, black ichor draining from their eyes, mouths, and ears.

The fluid pools together to form a solid black mask, arcane energies trailing behind as it floats about the room, prodding the numerous corpses that now surround its body.

Y-1 - Sum of Nothing:

Fresh blood flows into the runes etched in stone, its brilliant red color turning brighter before glowing. A deafening crack echoes through the room as the floor bulges upwards and splinters, sending shards of stone and crystallized blood everywhere.

A portal opens up in the impossible space and six bone spires jut out. Black fluid rolls over the misshapen form and coalesces into a black mask that eagerly flies around the room, rushing through cultist after cultist, each falling to the floor gasping for breath.

They all witness as more and more of the god-beast emerges, flipper like limbs slapping against its supple flesh. A deep, glorious cry echoes from it and shatters the remainder of the room, staining it all in energies from its home. It seeps into the ground around it, roots and vermin turning into disgusting, meaty polyps that writhe along the ground towards their new master, followed by the now twisted cultists.

This is just how it should be.

Z - Servant of Heat:

Entropy. The eternal enemy. That which cannot be defeated.

That was how it was, in times long gone.

Steam rises from the quasi-mechanical frame as it stands. Pseudometals bulge and flex like muscle, each containing extreme amounts of energy. It gazes around its surroundings, each motion letting out a deep hiss.

The land around it is nothing but barren rock and magma. The crumpled remains of stonework and housing and what was once a castle are visible but will soon be engulfed by the encroaching fires. It reaches a hand down and grabs a flame from beneath it, the sprite of positive energy dancing in its palm.

It raises its other hand and gently pats it before placing it back down, the eager entity engulfing a surviving tree in moments. After a few more moments of staring at its work the being marches onward, waves of heat washing over its massive frame.

There was much more to do to stop the end.