Kroniki Polan
Beasts (55)
Beast and fell thing you will cross arms with in Kroniki Polan — level, vitality and possible loot.
| Beast | Lvl | Vit. | Loot |
|---|---|---|---|
| Archery Target A straw target on a pole, pocked with arrowheads. Dobrogost's range — here the folk of Giecz learn to draw a bow. Stand off a way and loose an arrow. | 1 | 1 | — |
| Wolf A lean wolf out of the wildwood. The winter was long. | 3 | 8 | Wolf hide (70%) |
| Beaver The river-carpenter of the banks. Its fur is worth as much as marten — and it knows it. | 4 | 10 | Beaver pelt (90%) |
| Boar It roots beneath the oaks. Better not to cross its path. | 5 | 15 | Boar hide (60%) |
| Radost the Brigand An exile and brigand who robs the prince's wagons in the Western Forest. | 6 | 25 | Tribute sack (100%) Brigand's loot (35%) |
| Utopiec A drowned soul that never reached where it was going. Now it drags others down for company. | 7 | 20 | Bog arum (40%) |
| White Boar A great boar with a coat white as snow. It looks at you as if it knew more than you do. | 8 | 30 | Tusk of the white boar (100%) Boar hide (60%) |
| Mściwój's Brigand An outcast under Mściwój's mark. A bow, a knife, and nothing to lose. | 8 | 22 | Brigand's loot (35%) |
| Bagiennik A fiend of the quagmire, kneaded of mud and spite. It stinks like standing water. | 9 | 24 | Bog arum (45%) |
| Drowned Maiden A white figure over black water. She sings — and better not to listen to the end. | 10 | 26 | Drowned maiden's braid (50%) Bog arum (20%) |
| Pagan A fierce partisan of the old gods. The cross on his land burns his eyes — and he reaches for a stake. | 10 | 24 | Brigand's loot (40%) Amulet of Perun (6%) |
| Bog Latawiec An errant flame flickering over the quagmire. It lures the unwary into the deep. | 10 | 35 | — |
| Pomeranian Scout A stranger in forest colours. He counts the bridge piles and marks something on bark. | 11 | 28 | Brigand's loot (30%) |
| Strzyga Two souls in one body, both hungry. Better not to come near it alone. | 12 | 40 | Strzyga fang (100%) Perun's tear (1%) |
| Dziwożona A gaunt, hunched figure with grey skin and wet, tangled hair. She rises from the black water and keeps the bog paths. | 12 | 45 | Drowned maiden's braid (30%) |
| Bog Elder Old as the quagmire itself. Goats have vanished in his parts for generations. | 13 | 45 | Heart of the mire (100%) Bog arum (40%) Perun's tear (1%) |
| Warcisław, Elder of the Scouts Leader of the Pomeranian scouting party. He looks at the bridge as a merchant at a scale — not as a soldier at plunder. | 13 | 34 | — |
| Lord of the Deep Master of the depths, called up from the bottom. Ice drips from his fingers. | 14 | 44 | Drowned maiden's braid (100%) Bog arum (40%) Perun's tear (1%) |
| Aurochs The wild bull of the border forests. Princes hunt the aurochs — and sometimes the aurochs hunts princes. | 14 | 60 | Aurochs horn (100%) Aurochs hide (80%) |
| Nocnica Darkness that walks. Where it stands, even the crickets fall silent. | 15 | 55 | Nocnica's lock (100%) Perun's tear (1%) |
| Licho of the Mires A mire-fiend swollen with the power of the rite. It reeks of venom and rot. | 16 | 52 | Heart of the mire (100%) Bog arum (50%) Perun's tear (1%) |
| Bies of Sloth A grey weight that shackles the legs and smothers the will. It freezes you in mid-stride. | 16 | 46 | Nocnica's lock (35%) |
| Mściwój Radost's brother. Where Radost robbed for silver, this one burns for vengeance. | 16 | 70 | Bridge ironwork (100%) |
| Bies of Lust Feverish, sticky with temptation. It whispers what must not be listened to. | 17 | 48 | Nocnica's lock (35%) |
| Unclean Spirit An unclean spirit that possessed a dead body and rose from the grave. Exorcism draws it into the open — translucent, pale, hungry for souls. | 18 | 50 | Strzyga fang (100%) Nocnica's lock (20%) Perun's tear (1%) |
| Bies of Greed Bony fingers clenched on what it will not give back. It counts even other men's breaths. | 18 | 50 | Nocnica's lock (35%) |
| Bies of Envy Grey-green, gaunt from staring at what others have. It poisons with a single look. | 18 | 50 | Nocnica's lock (35%) |
| Bies of Gluttony Bloated, with a gullet without bottom. It knots your bowels so that you too may starve. | 19 | 56 | Nocnica's lock (35%) |
| Dobrôwka the Herbalist A young herbalist from Mokrzyca, her basket full of mushrooms and herbs. She hums something in Pomeranian under her breath. | 19 | 26 | Cep (50%) |
| Mara A night-wraith summoned into a cloud. It feeds on dread and devours peace. | 20 | 58 | Nocnica's lock (100%) Strzyga fang (25%) Perun's tear (2%) |
| Bies of Wrath Red as white-hot iron. It roars and strikes before it thinks. | 20 | 58 | Nocnica's lock (35%) |
| Otter A water-hunter of the Pomeranian lakes. It darts beneath the surface like a shadow, and its fur is worth martens. | 20 | 26 | Otter pelt (85%) |
| Bòrzëch the Woodcutter A Pomeranian woodcutter with hands like roots. He speaks to you slowly — testing whether a southerner will understand. | 20 | 30 | Pine log (50%) |
| Smòłk the Charcoal-burner He burns charcoal in the clamp; face and hands black with smoke. He watches you distrustfully from under the soot. | 20 | 30 | Tinder fungus (40%) |
| Mòdrôwa the Wisewoman A Pomeranian healer, kin in spirit to the witch Damroka. She knows the herbs of the wilds and the speech of the old gods. | 20 | 28 | Mugwort (60%) |
| Mściwòj the Hunter A trapper of the forests, hung about with pelts. He buys furs and knows every beast-path of the wilds. | 21 | 32 | Otter pelt (40%) |
| Leshy Lord of the forest in the shape of a moss-grown giant. Branches creak wherever he treads. | 22 | 70 | Aurochs horn (60%) Tinder fungus (50%) Heart of the wildwood (1%) Perun's tear (0%) |
| Wild Boar An old solitary boar of the forests. It charges without warning — its tusks are longer than a knife. | 22 | 50 | Boar hide (70%) Old boar's tusk (30%) |
| Forest Brigand An outlaw holed up in the forests of the wilds. There is no law here — only his knife and your purse. | 22 | 44 | Brigand's loot (40%) |
| Wszebòr the Hermit A grey-haired hermit from Lake Sine. He guards the holy stone and remembers rites the others have long forgotten. | 22 | 34 | Tinder fungus (50%) |
| Bies of Pride Eldest of the biesy — swollen with radiance, as though it were a god itself. Hardest of all to drive out. | 24 | 64 | Nocnica's lock (40%) |
| Lynx The spotted cat of the deep forest. You will not hear it until it leaps from the branch. | 24 | 42 | Lynx fur (80%) |
| Mściwój the Strzyga Mściwój risen from the grave as a strzyga. In his breast writhe the shadows of two souls. | 25 | 125 | — |
| Forest Wolf A wolf of the Wolf Hollows — bigger and bolder than its kin on the Noteć. It hunts in packs. | 25 | 40 | Wolf hide (80%) Old boar's tusk (10%) |
| Brigand Archer A brigand bowman from under the dark wall of the wood. He will loose an arrow before you spot him. | 25 | 38 | Brigand's loot (40%) |
| Wisent The forest giant of the Pomeranian water-meadows. It picks no quarrels — but provoked, it tramples whatever stands in its way. | 28 | 95 | Wisent hide (90%) Wisent horn (25%) |
| Bear Lord of the deep forest. Standing on two legs, it is taller than a warrior with a spear. | 30 | 120 | Bear hide (85%) Bear claw (40%) |
| Will-o'-the-Wisp A pale-blue spark straying over the wetland. It leads you deep into the bog and goes out when it is too late to turn back. | 30 | 22 | — |
| Drowned One A drowned man who found no rest. With cold fingers he drags you beneath the surface of the Black Lake. | 33 | 70 | — |
| Dziwożona The pale lady of the Deaf Eye. She combs her hair over the water and hums — whoever listens loses his wits. | 34 | 55 | Dziwożona's comb (50%) Bog arum (50%) Perun's tear (1%) |
| Brigand Chief Chief of the robbers' camp. He wears what he stripped from better men — and mail chausses of princely cut. | 35 | 95 | Brigand's loot (100%) Silver ring (15%) Mail chausses (4%) |
| Mora A night spirit that sits upon a sleeper's chest. It circles the forest, snuffing dreams into dread. | 35 | 60 | Nocnica's lock (70%) Perun's tear (1%) |
| Night Noonwraith The crooked lady of the heaths with her cold sickle. She reaps not grain with it, but breath. | 36 | 65 | — |
| Barrow-wight It rises from the grave-mound of the Wolf Hollows, clinking with gold it will not give up. It guards its hoard from beyond the grave. | 38 | 80 | — |
| Werewolf The man-wolf of the deep Wolf Hollows. Apex of the wilds — the deadliest thing that walks by night. Few return to tell of it. | 40 | 130 | Werewolf pelt (80%) Werewolf fang (50%) Wolfhide greaves (1%) Perun's tear (2%) |
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