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Screecher
Tiny Magical Beast
Hit Dice: 1d10 (5 hp)
Initiative: +4
Speed: 40 ft. (8 squares)
Armor Class: 18 (+2 size, +4 Dex, +2 natural),
touch 16, flat-footed 14
Base Attack/Grapple: +1/–8
Attack: Bite +2 melee (1d4–1)
Full Attack: Bite +2 melee (1d4–1) and
claw –3 melee (1d2–1)
Space/Reach: 2 1⁄2 ft./0 ft.
Special Attacks: Sonic shriek
Nothing could lead a more bizarre existence than
the screecher, a small carnivorous quadruped
inhabiting the forests of Cygnar and Khador.
They can be recognized by their flatish, wedgeshaped
heads, widely spaced eyes, two-clawed feet, and short
stumpy tails, and there couldn’t be a more irritating beastie to
be found in the wilds.
Screechers spend their day tracking larger animals—not
to mention unsuspecting explorers innocently going about
their business—through the bush. The nasty little monsters
are silent as the grave as they
creep about behind their prey.
They wait until the victim stops
for a quiet moment, perhaps to
sleep or graze (or to rest upon
a log in a serene sunny spot to
light one’s pipe). Then the vicious
little vermin, having crept close
by their prey, emit such a furious
shriek as to terrify the victim half
out of his wits.
I have observed the horrid
screechers stun much larger
animals with the blast,
then attack in a
pack, tearing it to
bits with their
claws and fangs.
They may
not sound much
of a threat to a
well-armed group, but
I warn you that the effect of a fright in the woods can be
Ordic pipes: musical
instrument or torture
implement? Either way,
thank the screecher.
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Special Qualities: Darkvision 60 ft., low-light vision
Saves: Fort +2, Ref +6, Will +0
Abilities: Str 8, Dex 19, Con 10,
Int 4, Wis 11, Cha 4
Skills: Hide +12, Move Silently +12
Feats: Ability Focus (sonic shriek)
Environment: Any forest
Organization: Pack (5–20)
Challenge Rating: 2
Alignment: Always chaotic neutral
Advancement: 2 HD (Tiny); 3–4 HD (Small)
Level Adjustment: —
devastating. My venerable friend and guide of many years,
Tumalok (Morrow favor his soul), had slain many a daunting
foe in his career. But poor Tumalok had stopped to, er,
relieve himself in the woods—had his need not been so great
and his bladder so old he might have paid heed to the pack
on his trail. Alas, the old tracker’s heart could not withstand
the shock of being so rudely surprised.
The only thing of value that they possess is the lung-like
organ they use to produce the harmful blast. The large sac
found in the creature’s thorax is prized for its use in creating
Ordic bagpipes and foghorns on
great steamships (little difference
there, I might add.) One in good
condition can be
sold to the right
buyer, usually in
a port town.
Combat
Screechers follow their prey
through the forest, hiding in the thick
undergrowth and moving silently, often hunting
in coordinated packs. When the victim is unaware
or its attention occupied elsewhere, the screecher
emits a high-volume shriek designed to stun or even kill
weaker opponents. A stunned opponent is then attacked by the
screecher or pack and devoured.
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