Nyx Arcana

Secrets Written in Shadow

The Bestiary

Imps I first mistook the Imp for a nuisance rather than a threat. Small, restless, and seemingly incapable of causing
I first heard her long before I ever saw her. A sorrowful wail drifted through the mist, carrying neither malice
At the edge of the Mire the swamp was unnaturally still, as though time itself had sunk beneath the water.
The Centaur is often misunderstood by those who glimpse only its powerful frame and restless spirit. Yet I have learned
I found him where every path eventually ends: before a gate that no map can mark. Three heads watched every
During the long frost the snow fell in silence, yet I knew I was not alone. Massive footprints circled my

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