Equipment: Spool of String Sewing Kit Matches  Marbles 
Spells: Finagle's Demons - Causes things to malfunction, break or go wrong, in favor of the gremlins (Luck SR required) Brimstone Blip - A teleport spell worth 5 ft for every point of IQ the gremlin uses to fuel it. IQ returns at 1 point per 5 minutes
For years Kroi lived in the shadow of his brother Groi. Always being told his older brother was smarter, luckier and crazier then he would ever be. Groi finally left home to, as he said, "leave his mark on the local Wizard's tower". But he never returned and Kroi found life to be a little more dull. Or sure there was plenty of fun to be had, breaking the miller's grindstone, and watching the wheels fall off the axles of the passing wagon teams. But life was too easy and Kroi kept falling in with the wrong crowd. That was the real problem. You see Kroi has small issue with cookies. You might say more then a little problem. Kroi finds himself doing and saying things that bring him great shame afterwards. He has cleaned bookshelves, swept floors, stacked firewood, churned butter and various other acts of unspeakable domestic kindness, all for the promise of a few freshly baked cookies. The local Elves and Housewives all think Kroi has a heart of gold under that mischievous exterior. But the truth is he is helpless with his desire for cookies, and he hates himself for it. What he really needs to find is some big Monster friends to protect him from himself.
Last Edit: Jul 18, 2012 10:42:50 GMT -5 by mgtremaine
Weapons: None, save two slimy, grasping hands that come clutching out of the shadows... (say 2d?)
Armour: None, but only harmed by silver/magic/blessed weapons or similar so there!
Spells: Night Terrors: Essentially a beefed-up Oh Go Away. Caster’s CHA counts double. (Not that it’s going to help him all that much...)
Shadow Hop: Acts as a Leprechaun’s Wink-Wing, as long as he has a patch of shadow to disappear into.
Darkest Hour: Creates a pool of darkness in his immediate vicinity.
Hidey Hole: As Wizard Spell.
Creeping Fears: Can get into any building/object that has a keyhole/gap/crack of some kind. A Lock Tight spell will keep him out.
I’ll let you call the casting cost, Devadasi. Powered by LK?
Weaknesses: He is powerless and completely vulnerable in daylight, needing to find a cupboard, rock, out-house or similar to hole up in until night falls again.
Also, despite his mastery of fear magic, he is a fearful scardey-cat himself! Especially vulnerable to Fear spells of any kind!
Yet to find a suitable picture. Imagine a cross between the Black Spy from Spy vs. Spy and Brain from Pinky and the Brain...
"Pah! These fools seek to carry ruin and terror to the mortal realms, do they? Excellent. I shall need minions such as these to assist me in my quest for ultimate dominion over all! Bwah-hah! Yessss, these will do nicely; very nicely indeed, bwah-hah-hah! Now; where did I put my euphonium..?"
(Attempts to blow dramatic chord. Fails badly. Rolls over and starts wheezing...)
Last Edit: Jul 17, 2012 15:34:36 GMT -5 by doctorx
Weapons – fists 3d6 each, goo effect removes 1d6 from weapons touching it unless L1 SR LK made by opponent (need to make roll each round), beings touched have to make saving roll on CON at bogeyman’s level or take level d6 damage
Armour – none but bladed weapons do quarter damage because of consistency of body and this type of damage regenerates at 1d6 per round
Other – no need to breathe or eat but needs moisture of some sort every 6 hours or CON drops by 1d6 per hour; especially vulnerable to spells like Oh Go Away (fair enough, really)
*Spider venom: Temporarily paralyzes victims. After 1 combat turn a poisoned creature should be at half effectiveness. After 2 turns, unable to move. After 5 turns the poison wears off. Not powerful enough to effect monsters much larger than humans.
Mrs Skillykits, whilst she considers herself a very fierce and evil monster, is nonetheless particularly sensitive about the stereotypes that abound concerning giant spiders. She has never once been inclined to devour her mate, for example, and in fact has hitherto had a generally convivial and good-natured homelife with Mr Skillykits and their brood.
Times have been hard recently, however, with Mr Skillykits losing his job and turning increasingly to cheap liquor to boost his self-esteem. Gangler, their eldest, has started behaving furtively and defensively towards his parents (particularly when asked about where he has been when out of the web all night), and Marlika (the youngest) has been doing very poorly at school.
The final straw for Mrs Skillykits came just last week. She had prepared a deliciously meal of still-barely-living hobbit hobb caked in a gunk that she had gargled and dribbled for more than eight hours. Not one member of the Skillykit family bothered themselves to turn up to the dinner table. Angrily, Mrs Skillykit chomped down the hobb herself, then descended from the web that she and her husband had built together so many years ago, and scuttled off into the forest. Her life as an unappreciated housewife and mother was over, and she would instead see something of the world, and hopefully bite the heads off a few smaller creatures as she did so.
Mrs Skillykits has still not entirely adjusted to the life of a ravaging monster. It is likely that she very much misses her home and family, but she has vowed that she will never return, and that infamy and wickedness are now her only concern.