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==Weylos==
*'''Ansal'''
*'''Bramblefolk'''
====Cemetery Drake====

Cemetery drakes are considered among many necromantic circles to be the pinnacle of the corpse raising art.

Starting with the bones of an ancient dragon killed by violence the necromancer stretches the flesh of no less then fifty occultists over the frame utilizing there sharpened bones as needles to stitch the sinew together and to pin the flesh into place.

Once this gruesome task is down the necromancer must then take the creation to a place of potent necromantic energies typically a large unblessed cemetery, a haunted house, an ancient battlefield or someplace else where the energies of death are particularly potent.

What follows is a ghastly ritual wherein the necromancer sacrifices a living child and anoints the corpse in its hearts blood creating a conduit between the energies of the place and the corpse that floods the body and animates it into a fearsome creature known as the cemetery drake. Cemetery drakes can sometimes be identified by the kind of terrain pulled into themselves by the animation process (such as tombstones, rusted weaponry, or old furniture). 

The resulting creature is as powerful as many old dragons having the strength of the bones behind it and the magical potency of the many spellcasters used in its construction. The unfortunate fact is that this despicable and horrific creature also has a dark will of its own and an unwary creator might easily find his flesh ripped from his bones and added to the creatures own if not properly controlled.

====Creeperclaw====

The Creeperclaw. Often categorized as an undead thanks to it's rotting smell and moaning yells, is actually much more sinister. It's a fungal life form that has entirely infected a humanoid host. A lone specimen often never kills someone, preferring instead to rush a victim and slash them repeatedly with its claws. Thus it ends up spreading its fungal spores in the creature's bloodstream and skin. Within hours, they are incapacitated and then the creeping spread of fungal tendrils begins to creep over the skin and throughout the body. The victim is overcome within days and becomes another Creeperclaw. Bones reset within the hands and the jaw protrude outward as a white layer of flesh overgrows on the original creature's body.

Once there are at least a dozen of them, a lair is established and then the real hunting begins. Soon, forms further up on their life cycle begin to grow from this base form. And an infestation of even worse Creep creatures will be seen

====Dead Hands====

Simply put, the Dead Hands are the things that shouldn't be.
When the living beings were made, everything from men to giants to dragons to whales to octopi, there were bits left over. Things that didn't make any sense.

Apparently, they were all just dunked in the same corner of time and space until....whatever the hell made us decided to come back for them.

Well, it never did. But someone else did. Musta been a Deathworker, because he didn't see a pile of rejects, Mother no. He saw parts.

====Death Colossus====

The Death Colossus is seen as the worst form of collective wartime sorcery imaginable. Taking traits of an outer body comprised of reformed undead flesh and musculature and a skeletal form made of metal, it's physically imposing even to a dragon. The mind driving it is a cacophony of screaming souls of soldiers were the broken survivors of some of the ancient wars' worst battles.

The creature's temperament is like that of a mad dog with an edge of unmatched cruelty, an irrational beast that feeds on flesh that can and will toy with it's victims. It is attracted to active battlefields, undead outbreaks, and iron mines.

The greatest blunder of their creators is the beast's unchecked level of growth and raw physical power. The older they get and more they eat, the bigger and more dangerous these amalgamated monstrosities become. And when they become large enough, a tumor forms of the flesh, metal, and a few of the more irrational minds within the whole will split off to form a new colossus, eagerly looking for trouble in a world wholly unprepared for the carnage it will bring.

*'''Fusion of Loalle Merlonza and Gravebeast'''
*'''Great Tortoise, The'''
*'''Guthrie'''
====Sculptor, The====

From the journal of Arrin Vola, Master of Antiquities
In all my travels, I have yet to encounter a creature as bizarre as what I've come to call the "Sculptor." Dwelling in a cavern lit by luminous lichen in the far southern continent, this being--apparently formed from grey clay--lives a solitary existence sculpting clay into crude humanlike forms. 

It seemed friendly, despite its bizarre and monstrous appearance, and I spoke with it for a time. It told me that it once was a mighty ruler over an entire civilization, and the dozens of clay figures lying limply about its cavern or skewered upon its back were echoes of its subjects. It seemed mournful as it told me its story, and asked that I not record the details. 

As I left the cavern, I noticed the form it was sculpting bore a distinct resemblance to myself. I dared not ask why, nor why he was pressing fragments of glass through the effigy's head, but as I write now I find my thoughts filled with greater clarity.

I shall endeavor to encounter and commune with the being again one day.

*'''Seashard'''
*'''Shadowshaper'''
*'''Tyllia, Elemental of Air'''
====Winged Death, The====

Aye, I remember being on the Expedition Crew in my youth, back when we were trying to deal with those damned Dreadnoughts the University unleashed from the Vashial ruins. It so happened that one of them managed to eke its way all the way to the wastes of Weylos, in the south of the world. You know what thrives down there? Death Colossi.

Being in the Crew, I've already seen a Dreadnought in action. It decimated most of my regiment before the University's Arcane Corps came in and used some sort of crazy magic they dug up from their archives to subdue the machine long enough for us to seal it. Well, think about the sheer, raw power of a Dreadnought, and think of a pack of Death Colossi bringing it down. Sure, it didn't 'die', per se, but they did something I thought wasn't possible. They assimilated it along with themselves into an even MORE freakish thing. We ended up calling it the Winged Death.

Fortunately for us, the result was imperfect in that the mechanical bits of the Dreadnought fastened it to the ground, but I'm sure that it's only a matter of time when the transformation will be complete and it will leave the wastes of Weylos. I wouldn't doubt that it can also go through Garvenus, even able to ascend higher than the Sky Devourer.

And that's why we need to figure out a way to defend ourselves now, instead of pursuing the little fries. See what happened to Loalle Merlonza? Damned guy was given free rein in his studies and ended up wasting his valuable mind in an experiment that killed him! Don't you go that way either!

Here's my journal from my days on the Crew. I think you'll find it handy... I managed to get some notes down on both the Dreadnoughts and the Death Colossus. Maybe it's just a matter of figuring out which parts of each made it into the Winged Death...