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"The nights here are long and hard. The air is thick as the water we sailed on and the water itself is darker than Jurejun. The creatures in the black hold poisons on the inside and their bones on the out. Creatures are sounding in the night and most of the crews wish to stay in the ships, though that is not why we come. The bugs are of dreams, ones that Merin would quite enjoy to see. The spiders sleep in the ground during the day and flutter on wings in the night. In the hours of the sun, Vinli toyed with a sea beast, only for it to crawl to the land and stick his stomach, draining him like a bloodletting priest. Though we pulled it off, a circle the size of a fist had been scooped away. He was surely to die, so we let him remain as a sacrifice for Chal Churdour. Later, we found his body had been feasted by the hatchlings of the creature, surely placed inside upon contact. These lands make all these men of Jurejun fear, though we will persevere into the dark with time."
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"Hyptics
Eight legs and fur of cattle. Hidden wings allow flight, along with a flittering noise that delivers unease. They block the sky at night and groups of them slay birds straight from the air. They line the trees, blocking all bark, and shiver in hypnotic patterns. They cover the warm sides of boats, though they seem to do no harm once the morning comes and they retreat under the ground. They fear light and perhaps hate the great heat brought on by the day."
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"Sputtergits
Long, long bodies. They have no arms yet can travel the bridge between land and water. Their skin is white and sickly, and slippery to the touch. They have no visible eyes, as many fish in the waters of the black. They have jagged translucent teeth capable of sticking an inch deep each. The mouth is circular and large. They have a closing beak, behind and smaller than the opening of the mouth, to make the scooping of a creatures innards complete with a single bite. They seem to insert eggs after the scooping of innards, which give rise to hundreds each. They do not seem to survive if not hatched in the water. They are shockingly strong and hardy, impossible to pull apart even by our strongest men. They seem to predominately eat the same way they reproduce, taking to suck the entire organism dry rather than planting hatchlings inside. They mostly attack fish, though we have seen them dare for resting birds at the shoreline as well."
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"Cotes
Bony fish, with skeletons on the outside and empty eyesockets. They gracefully go where the water takes them, but the crew has often mistaken them for rocks where they settle. One crew member has lost a hand to its horrid beak. At the largest, they may be the size of two human heads. We have eaten several, as they do not seem to be poisonous. The meat inside is plentiful, though it has a hardy skeleton beneath the skin as well. They seem to predominantly feast on hyptics that fall into the water."
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"Krimits
wet skinned with four arms and two legs, these creatures appear the size and shape of skinny infant children, lacking heads. Legs with two joints and two digits at the ends of each of the six limbs. Their spines, ribs, and unmounted collarbones press against the skin tightly. Flaps beneath the uppermost rib open and close in rhythm, like the gills of a fish.
They travel in packs, either on wetland floors or in the trees. They move gracefully and wickedly, like a contortionist. We have found a den where they display husks of prior prey in the dense vines and collect themselves in groups of 30 or more. With no mouth visible, we know not how they consume, though they are vicious hunters of anything which remains still and kill with the directness of an assassin. They run in hunched stance, often bearing their hands against the ground. The sounds they make are whispers, though not of a language. Perhaps it is purely a mimic, like the birds of the Isles."
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