Giraffe? Nope it's...
Kryuuth Rasz, The Crooked Rider
A wretched survivor from the Great Inferno that swept across the Old Lands in the Third Age of Yion.
Kryuuth Rasz, The Crooked Rider
A wretched survivor from the Great Inferno that swept across the Old Lands in the Third Age of Yion.
Kryuuth Rasz, The Crooked Rider
A wretched survivor from the Great Inferno that swept across the Old Lands in the Third Age of Yion.
Lion, right? Nope. It's
The Screamer from B'Thna-Giir
One of the pets of the Dark One, deadlier than any elder scholar could calculate. It's shriek has been known to shatter castles.
The Screamer from B'Thna-Giir
One of the pets of the Dark One, deadlier than any elder scholar could calculate. It's shriek has been known to shatter castles.
The Screamer from B'Thna-Giir
One of the pets of the Dark One, deadlier than any elder scholar could calculate. It's shriek has been known to shatter castles.
Is that a... hippo? NO! It's...
Gol-Gyuth
The bloated entity from the Deep World, whose jaws have consumed innumerable fleets of those humans who've seeked to defy his power. Legends speak of the amphibious creatures who act as his army. They rise and take the shore at midnight on the next gibbous moon.
Gol-Gyuth
The bloated entity from the Deep World, whose jaws have consumed innumerable fleets of those humans who've seeked to defy his power. Legends speak of the amphibious creatures who act as his army. They rise and take the shore at midnight on the next gibbous moon.
Gol-Gyuth
The bloated entity from the Deep World, whose jaws have consumed innumerable fleets of those humans who've seeked to defy his power. Legends speak of the amphibious creatures who act as his army. They rise and take the shore at midnight on the next gibbous moon.
Is that like a rhino? Or...
Iof, the Weeper.
A cyclopean rover of the Black Desert, Iof grazes on the rubble which was once the great cities. He inhales the grief of ages, and weeps eternally, his tears failing to fertilize the doomed soils.
Iof, the Weeper.
A cyclopean rover of the Black Desert, Iof grazes on the rubble which was once the great cities. He inhales the grief of ages, and weeps eternally, his tears failing to fertilize the doomed soils.
Iof, the Weeper.
A cyclopean rover of the Black Desert, Iof grazes on the rubble which was once the great cities. He inhales the grief of ages, and weeps eternally, his tears failing to fertilize the doomed soils.
Gorilla, maybe? Nope. No it's...
The skull of Gol-thyluss, The Mad God
Worshipped by a tribe of Sumerian nomads, He is the watcher of man's folly, and He will return to punish us for our arrogance. Some say you can hear their ancient chants in the wind:
K'yy-lok Resz
K'yy-tro Gol
A'tra! A'tra!
Gol-thyluss u'rhya Dru-E'ff yn Dru KRA!
The skull of Gol-thyluss, The Mad God
Worshipped by a tribe of Sumerian nomads, He is the watcher of man's folly, and He will return to punish us for our arrogance. Some say you can hear their ancient chants in the wind:
K'yy-lok Resz
K'yy-tro Gol
A'tra! A'tra!
Gol-thyluss u'rhya Dru-E'ff yn Dru KRA!
The skull of Gol-thyluss, The Mad God
Worshipped by a tribe of Sumerian nomads, He is the watcher of man's folly, and He will return to punish us for our arrogance. Some say you can hear their ancient chants in the wind:
K'yy-lok Resz
K'yy-tro Gol
A'tra! A'tra!
Gol-thyluss u'rhya Dru-E'ff yn Dru KRA!
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