Quicksilver Wretches
group, terrifying
10 HP, 0 armor
Claw-like bony fingers and filed teeth, [b]2d8 damage (hand)
The “civilized” lands of the South are ever-hungry for slaves. Who else will mine salt, break their backs hauling stones, or wallow in the filth of hostelries and tanneries?
The worst, though, is what happens to those slaves too feeble to work, or too proud to serve. They are taken away to one of those unsightly black slabs of buildings, given over to officiates wearing masks and robes and thick leather gloves. They are led from those buildings by chains: wasted, hairless wretches with silvery eyes, fierce and fearless and perfectly loyal. Instinct: to rend their masters’ foes
Qualities: fearless, utterly loyal
* Pounce upon a foe with relentless, unthinking fury
* Spot a threat that would escape human eyes
* Clamber up and over without pausing
h/t to Hobbes LeGault for the illo and the inspiration.