Harakin the Pale

Harakin the Pale, aka the Pale Butcher, an example of Bestia Bovigor Superior, commonly known as the Bullgor.

Harakin the Pale is a particularly ferocious example of Bovigor Superior, his rage and bloodlust having secured his position as a favoured subordinate of Budahks, leading the most savage beasts of the herd. There are only a few accounts of Harakin beyond his time at Budahks side.  

The earliest reference to an albino example of Bestia Bovigor Superior was noted amongst the villages and towns on the alpine borders shared by the Free Shires and the Vesentaal League. A lone creature stalking amongst the forests and valleys, attacking caravans and travellers across the region. Always alone, never with any other beastmen at his side. However these tales suddenly stopped and those travelling the roads of the region breathed a sigh of relief. 

The next account comes from the city of Kul Sahir, and it’s fighting pits. Tales of a great pale beast known as Harakin began circulating, a slave creature of unbridled rage proving to be the most challenging combatant the city had seen in years. His inclusion in the arenas resulted in vast crowds and even greater amounts of coin. His rampages through lesser slave warriors being a spectacle of blood and gore. Through these displays of wanton bloodshed he earned his name, Harakin, a term in the bastardised dark tongue of Kul Sahir that translates to “butcher”, “savage” and “red maw”. Accounts of his prowess from Kul Sahir remained steady for nearly a decade and then a calamity struck the city. 

A mass breakout of slave beasts occurred, ravaging the populace, freemen, warrior and nobility alike. Creatures of all kinds stalked through the city slaughtering anything they could find. The most terrible of feral monsters took a bloody toll on the city guards as they attempted to contain them, while a large cadre of beastmen and mutants butchered their way to freedom in the countryside beyond the city walls, the Pale Butcher at their head. For nearly a decade after, the slave raids by the forces of Kul Sahir abated as they fought a bloody war against the freed beasts; the rampaging monsters carving out territories for themselves amongst the rugged lands surrounding Kul Sahir, and Harakins mongrel herd hurting Kul Sahir in any way it could. 

Settlements, patrols, caravans, both slave and trade, all fell to their blades. After eight bloody years the coordinated attacks dwindled, and reports of the Pale Butcher leading them ceased. None of Kul Sahirs populace cared why, only that it had. With the cessation of these attacks Kul Sahir was able to return to slaving with vigor, ranging far and wide to restock its pits and markets. 

A few years later, tales of a savage pale beast amongst the mass of Budahks great herd started to emerge. A frothing berserker unleashed like a great hunting hound to ravage and rampage through enemy lines and sow confusion. He was second through the gates at Utenstead, his master having personally breached the gate, but he was first into the mass of it’s surprised defenders. Since then his bloody ledger has grown, as has the number of lunatic followers that accompany him into the fray. Few can withstand such a creature, a vast pale form motivated by pure rage. To stand in its way is to invite certain doom….. 

~ Filib Stjerne, Scholar of Theriology at the Learning Halls of Esel-Din. Author of “The Superior Hunter’s guide to the Beastly Mind. A cultural and psychological treatise on the Gor-kin”

Garfys Dice Organiser and Get a Grip Long Pro Painting Handle.

Here’s a little review of two products I purchased from GDE Create, as owned and run by Garfy Etherington.

I picked up two of his Initiative Tracker Dice Tidy Organiser for Warcry and a Get a Grip Long Pro Painting Handle Miniature Model Holder just just over a week ago.

First up, the Dice Tidy. It’s practical and unadorned, you can have it in any colour you want, as long as it’s black :D. It’s a good solid 3D print, nice and sturdy while also light weight. There’s nothing to clean, tidy, or glue together, and most importantly for me it doesn’t have a burnt chemical smell that you will find with laser cut mdf/hdf versions on the market, which I find can cause my chest real irritation. Mr S and I managed to keep our dice nice and organised during the game, and we avoided picking up our dice groups to use for combat rolls, something that happened a lot during our first game. Simply put, it did its job and helped keep the game moving smoothly. 

Before I go further reviewing the Long Pro Handle, I have to add a little bit of context. I generally couldn’t get excited about the various grips on the market. Many were in my mind not terribly practical, either from a cost perspective or due to comfort. The big mass produced brand one on the market looked too chunky and like so many others lacked anything to keep it from slipping in my hand. But one of the big issues was that being so dumpy they would be of no use to me while I’m having hand tremors caused by my drugs. I needed something longer, as I found that gripping something fully with my hand negated the tremor, whereas holding a cork or other stubby paint handles made things worse. 

My initial purchase of one of Garfys Get a Grips was a bit of a punt as it was getting good reviews, it was cheap, and it had those dimples which intrigued me. After getting my first one I ended up buying a number of Garfy’s standard Get a Grips over a year ago, and they drastically helped my productivity, my neatness, and comfort levels while painting day to day. The shims used to hold the minis in place are nice and solid, and the grips themselves far more comfortable and secure in my hand than the big branded version on the market. The little dimples at the top to put your fingers in really help when you’re maneuvering them around while painting, without worrying that it’ll slip at a crucial moment. They’ve made painting enjoyable again for me. The dimples helped reduce the tremors, but I still had to avoid painting on particularly bad days. I openly lamented about the desire for a long painting handle along with my reasons as to why. Not long after that Garfy popped up his long handled holder on his page and I immediately decided to get one. But then I didn’t, as the tremors subsided due to my drugs being fine tuned and life generally getting in the way. However they have started coming back, for various reasons, along with general hand fatigue. So what better time to indulge and buy one! 

The Get a Grip Long Pro Painting Handle Miniature Model Holder is, as labelled, a longer version of the standard grip. It needs a bit of construction as it comes disassembled. The main body needs to be fitted together with a peg spring, which comes supplied. I found fitting the spring a little fiddly, but manageable with a set of tweezers and my modelling pliers. If you suffer with significant hand issues I would recommend getting some help fitting the springs. It also comes with a little clip on arch rest, and a number of shims from 25mm all the way up to 50mm (Something that the named brand can’t do with its standard holder). Importantly for me it also comes with 28mm shims, yes that’s right, those new fangled bases we are seeing with the Warcry stuff. Having picked up some Spire Tyrants the 28mm shim has been far nicer to use than the blu tacked cork affair I used with the models in the core set. As a side note, Garfy also sells base shims for other popular systems in case you don’t use Citadel style bases.

The added length has really helped negate all the tremors I’ve started having again, even on those really bad days, and I’ve not worried once about losing my grip due to the dimples and texture of the handle. It may not be as quick to maneuver as the standard ones, but i’ll happily sacrifice that for extra control and steadiness while I’m doing the important stuff. My most recent models, my Spire Tyrants, have all been painted while using the Long Pro Handle. Any concerns I would normally have during one of my bouts of tremors have been completely pushed aside, I can continue with my hobby in comfort. Usually I would have to stop a painting/hobby session, but not now, I can carry on without interruption or fretting about wasting the time I set aside for it. All in all the Get a Grip Long Pro was well worth the purchase and I would certainly recommend picking one up, and the same for anyone wanting a nice simple dice organiser for Warcry, Garfy got both products spot on.

If you want to purchase said items, the links are below..

Dice Organisers for Warcry

Get a Grip Long Pro Painting Handle

~ Thanks for reading my ramblings, and please feel free to leave feedback, general comments etc.

Mark 🙂

The Raspel

An example of Bestia Raspestis Caerban, Raspel in Deiran and common, Caerban in Old Nythric.

Raspel are another widespread bestial species seen across Yss. However some of the largest populations can be found amongst the hills of Deira and Nyth Mor. These vile pests nest in vast labyrinthine warren systems carved into hillsides. Anywhere between twenty to thirty Raspel will occupy an average warren, but it’s not unheard of for multiple joined warren systems to house up to a hundred of them. 

Physically an individual Raspel is of little concern for most people, their only real advantage being speed over short distances. Beyond this that are individually quite cowardly when confronted. However in larger numbers they can be quite a challenge to deal with. They quite quickly become frenzied and are emboldened to act in a vastly different manner to when they are on their own. 

The Raspel are generally a pest to rural communities, often stealing crops and trinkets from farmsteads. But Raspel on the hunt are anything but a minor pest. A pack of Raspel area real threat to isolated farms and villages. They will terrorize the inhabitants at dusk, creating all manner of noise and din beyond the reach of ranged arms in order to rattle their prey. Then once the sun has set they venture into the village or the farmstead, ransacking anything they can get into and dragging away whatever they can pilfer. Most villagers and farmers will lock themselves away in their homes and hope that is all they want. 

Unfortunately they often spend this time trying to find an entry point into the homes and searching for a weak target to drag back to the warren. They have a particular predilection for stealing away babies and young children, often by distracting the rest of the family while one or more of them makes entry into the home to secure their prize. Their probing and planning usually occurs over a number of nights till they either achieve their goal or realise their targets are too challenging. At this point they will melt away and either wait for another opportunity a few weeks later, or simply trek to another location rich in possibilities.

Total eradication of these pests is the only way to ensure an area isn’t plagued by them again. Because if only a couple of them escape and survive, the problem can quickly return after a few seasons.   

~ Filib Stjerne, Scholar of Theriology at the Learning Halls of Esel-Din. Author of “The Superior Hunter’s guide to the Beastly Mind. A cultural and psychological treatise on the Gor-kin”

The Blutvolk

An example of Bestia Blutvolk, the Blutvolk in common.

The Blutvolk can be found across Yss in many colourings and ranging in size from the height of an average man, to towering monstrosities capable of tearing a house down. Blutvolk are highly territorial, hunting over a vast range that they have marked. Initially Blutvolk can be found in tight knit packs, but the more success they have, the larger they grow, with pack leaders growing to prodigieous sizes and becoming more far aggressive. This often leads to  internal conflict as the lead Blutvolk eliminates challengers and culls weak blood, and it’s not unheard of for them to simply slaughter their whole pack in a rage leaving them as the undisputed master of their territory. In this state the Blutvolk is most problematic, as they fear little and will attack anything and everything within their territory. Villages and towns, travelling caravans of merchants and seasoned soldiers, all learn to fear the lone Blutvolk, as left unchecked the creature will simply carry on reaping the rewards of being the lone apex predator. Those left for a decade or two are taller than a man on horseback, and easily capable of tearing the mounts head clean off with little effort. When they have reached this size it takes a concerted effort to hunt and eliminate, as the lesser arms that most militias and rural hunting parties are equipped with are of little concern to such a beast.

Yss have many tales and myths involving Blutvolk, many detailing heroic hunters slaying the rampaging beast after it had ravaged the land and consumed a number of men, women, and children. One contemporary story within the Grunvale details the tale of a lone Forrester slaying the beast that wiped out his village and family, having stalked the beast for months he finally cornered it and split the creatures head in two after a gruelling blood soaked duel. 

Another mythological tale comes from Cathairs distant past detailing the Vargenskung, or the King of Wolves. It details a Blutvolk of mountainous size, as tall as the pines that litter Cathairs hills and mountains, a beast capable of swallowing a man whole, armour and all. The whole of Cathair was its territory, as less would never satiate its hunger. Every creature in Cathair feared it, as nowhere was safe. Eventually the ancient tribes of Cathair banded together and sought allies capable of assisting them. From the mountains came a band of Fyreslayers relishing the chance to kill such a beast, particularly when such a large bounty had been offered. The battle was long and bloody, as these things usually are, and only ended when the woodland spirits themselves chose to attack those defiling their forest. The beast was eventually slain by an enraged treelord thrusting a felled pine through its chest like a spear. The Fyreslayers chose to fight against the spirits as they distrusted such creatures, while the tribesmen knew that laying down their arms would appease them and show they meant no harm to them. The tribeman walked out of the forest, but not a single Fyreslayer. Their fury and pride led them to a pointless end.

There are, as I have mentioned a great many variations of the Blutvolk across Yss, and with a staggering number of local names for this creature, far too many to list here in their entirety. But they all share the same lupine features, from Nyth Mor to the Shénmì Isles. Some may have smoother coats and alternate patternation, but they all share the same behavior patterns. Their actively predatory nature makes them a priority for eradication, because a pack left to their own devices can quickly become tomorrow’s nigh unstoppable rampaging beast.                                                                                                                     

~ Filib Stjerne, Scholar of Theriology at the Learning Halls of Esel-Din. Author of “The Superior Hunter’s guide to the Beastly Mind. A cultural and psychological treatise on the Gor-kin”

The Ursek

An example of Bestia Ursek, the Ursek in Deiran, the Orzek in Arturan.

Native to the northern reaches of the Grunvale and beyond, the Ursek has a particularly fearsome reputation. The Ursek are often found roaming mountain passes and the darkest parts of ancient forests in relative solitude, only gathering in numbers when the need arises. These creatures are a mass of muscle and dense layers of body fat, which combined with their unnaturally rugged hide, affords them a great deal of resilience to to the average blade and spear. To stumble across the site of an Ursek attack is a sight of pure horror. Corpses torn apart, rib cages crushed and opened up like potted meat, limbs and innards strewn around while smashed and gnawed heads sit atop twisted necks. Little can stop one of these creatures when they attack, and nigh on impossible to stop if they are enraged.

The heavily wooded and mountainous areas of northwestern Deira,The Kingdom of Arthtir and the Cantons of Cathair play host to sizable numbers of Ursek and their smaller cousins the Urczarn, with Arthtir having a long standing tradition of their nobility hunting Ursek and Urczarn as a rite of passage. Thankfully the Ursek are isolated to the north, with only small groups of Urczarn occasionally being encountered in the southern mountains of the Grunvale.

The term Orzek is the earliest name for these creatures, originating amongst the isolated ancient tribes of Arthtir millennia ago, before it was carried south by Deiran traders and morphed into its current form. While the Ursek is noted as existing in the south during those times, it was such a rarity that it only appeared anecdotally in local myths and tales. Whereas the tribes of Arthtir had such regular and protracted encounters with the Ursek and Urczarn that they quickly formalised their names, with them entering their everyday lexicon and as an ever present threat. To this day the people of Arthtir stand against these creatures as their ancient ancestors did, using heavy spears to hold them at bay while warriors with jagged picks and serrated axes tear at the beasts flesh.

Thankfully I have only encountered one of these creatures on my travels, which was one too many despite my endeavors to catalogue such creatures. A truly terrifying sight, its blood caked brown furred mass thundering into our caravan while we were traversing the snow laden forests on the border Deira and Arthtir. It tore open two of my hired guards within seconds. The only reason I and the rest of our group made it to our destination was thanks to me prudently hiring a number hunters from Arthtir, all working as guides during a harsh winter due to there being little quarry at home to feed their families. Two of the hunters fell to the creature along with six other hired swords, leaving ten armed men slain by the creature, and seven other members of our caravan joining them. Were it not for those hunters I am sure I would not be sat here recounting that most traumatising of experiences.

~ Filib Stjerne, Scholar of Theriology at the Learning Halls of Esel-Din. Author of “The Superior Hunter’s guide to the Beastly Mind. A cultural and psychological treatise on the Gor-kin”

The Crimson Guard

Cross hill and dale they rove, those men of crimson and black,
Seeking out their quarry, so judgement can be had,
In the darkness they find you, no matter where you hide,
The sentence is upon you, now’s your time to die…

~ Verse one from an Esellian folk song, often used to scare children and adults alike.

Czarny Jacek, aka Karmínová Sekera, aka Czerwona Pięść, Captain of the Crimson Guard.

His names are many in the Deiran tongue *, Czarny Jacek, Karmínová Sekera, Czerwona Pięść **, but we’ll simply use Jacek for the purpose of this entry.


Jacek has long held the reigns of the Crimson Guard. The tales associated with Jacek are littered with folk foolishly trying to stop him and the Crimson Guard from their course, from bands of Esellian knights to brash watchmen and adventurers, all felled by his poleaxe and the blades of the Guard. There are many accounts of villages and townships beset by marauding forces suddenly being freed from their terror, the Crimson Guard appearing in the night and hacking apart the assailants and leaving grisly displays as warnings to others that might try and prey on the common folk.

The Crimson Guard


As with many of the revenant that stalk Yss, Jacek and the Crimson Guard have a complicated mythology, attacking warriors, vagabonds, and ne’er-do-wells that cross their paths, yet actively protecting the common folk, albeit in an unnerving and grisly fashion. Their links to other revenant figures within this tome only adds to the mythology surrounding them…….

~Excerpt from “The Lore of Yss” by Jhez Al’Waide.


*Or Nord Eselian if you subscribe to the court approved Eselian Historical Treaty, a rather dull tome filled with mendacious accounts of Eselian history and “ancient” claims to territories via blood rights and writs of forfeiture. ~ Jhez.

**Loosely translated into the common tongue as Black Jack, The Crimson Axe, and The Red Fist, respectively. ~Jhez.

The Ghar

An example of Bestia Khrok Ghar, or Ghar in common.

The Khrok sub species known as the Ghar originate from the mangroves and tree lined rivers of the Haanjagala. 

Khrok are patient hunters, waiting for hours underwater for their prey. They favour hooked weapons which they can use to snag fishermen and beasts and then drag them into the water, often in a rolling motion using their mass to create tearing torsion on their prey as they go under, tearing muscle and breaking bone with the force. Many a villager has had to watch the mangled remains of a prize animal or a loved one being dragged from a muddy river by one of these beasts, as it slinks off to eat its prize. 

Khrok live in tight knit groups ranging over a large territory. They are a matriarchal society that venerates the oldest of their kind. The eldest female leads, both domestically and militarily. They also perform a shamanistic role in their society, interpreting the will of the gods and wielding magic granted to them. The average Khrok is a challenge to deal with, a Khrok Matriarch is a terrifying prospect due to their ferocity, cunning, patience and primal magic. The older a Khrok gets, the larger it gets. Thankfully for most the average Khrok is only a little taller than most men. But there are a few in each group that grow to gigantic sizes, easily able to take on Trolls, Ogres and the largest Orruks with ease. 

All Khrok have thick scaly skin covering incredibly dense muscle and iron like bones. They easily shrug off damage that other bestials would consider fatal. They can quite comfortably tear a man’s arm off with little effort, or grab him with their jaws and thrash them around till they stop moving. 

The Ghar as a sub-species have adapted trimmer snouts so they can root out fish and certain types of eels that nest in the mangroves and river banks of the Haanjagala, using them for rituals during gatherings, to create personal ungents to be imbibed, or as offerings. Their narrower snouts are also less noticeable when coming up for air during a hunt, whereas their relatives with broader snouts can be quite apparent in the water.

Thankfully it is very rare for Khrok to gather and go raiding or make all out war. This only happens if a major trespass has been made against them or if the signs have been interpreted as favourable in the extreme, often focused on a singular goal, be it a person, a place, or an item. 

The Ghar’s matriarchs tend to offer up far more balanced interpretations of the gods will compared to the bellicose ones of their relatives living in the dry seasonal wadis and rivers of Ilshana’s western deserts, or the esoteric and unfathomable ones of their kin in Ilshana’s south western jungles. 

My advice to travellers in the Haanjagala and Ilshana; Beware the glistening eyes on the rivers and banks at night. They may searching for something larger than fish to get their teeth into while out for a swim….

~ Filib Stjerne, Scholar of Theriology at the Learning Halls of Esel-Din. Author of “The Superior Hunter’s guide to the Beastly Mind. A cultural and psychological treatise on the Gor-kin”

Malphus Seir, The Pale King, Lord of Kul Zhahiir

The Pale King sits amongst Yss’s fel pantheon, each an embodiment of chaos in one form or another. One of two orbiting avatars of chaos undivided, The Pale King and The Beast take a central position in the pantheon of the avatars. They each represent the raw nature of chaos, neither favouring one aspect of its quintessence nor the gods formed and nourished by it.

The Pale King’s legend rose at the end of the Age of Chaos, when malevolent minds sundered one of the realmgates and a horde of untold horrors swept through Yss wiping out civilisations and driving the primitive mortal tribes into desperate acts of survival and heroism. The first tale linked to him recounts the end days of the fel forces rampage. During this time the tribes of men and the remnants of Yss’s other people managed to hold the line against the hordes. Relief came from unexpected quarters, it was during this period that the first Orruks arrived in Yss. It is believed that they pursued the horde through the diminishing gateway and set about them with relish, breaking the back of the invasion and nearly annihilating each other.

The native tribes that had sundered the realmgate had run rampant across the land they coveted tearing down the idols and infrastructure of interlopers sent to “enlighten” them and the rest of Yss. Within this broken kingdom The Pale King rose from amongst the ash and blood and led his followers into battle against the tribes that were carving up the kingdom. Within a scant few years he had driven them all into another coalition, one where they sought to end his ceaseless persecution of their tribes. They chose to draw him to bloodied ground, the site they had shattered the first army of the interlopers. Unfortunately for them he was quite well prepared. He had turned many of the rampaging beasts unleashed by the gates sundering to his will, either through mystic means or through lash and chain. They rampaged through the tribal horde gutting the heart of their defenses while he and his followers waded in and cut down their kings, chiefs and shamans. By the end the beasts tired and wandered away from the battlefield, their purpose served and their appetites satiated. The Pale King rounded up the surviving tribesmen and had them all executed and disposed of. This was the first step on his apothesis to the creature described in the modern accounts.

Like so many of the fel horde that resided within the desolation we know as the Sundered Wastes, The Pale King carved out a new kingdom and built a home for himself and his followers, Kul Zhahiir. Few descriptions exist, but those that do talk of jagged obsidian towers, a pit of darkness, and a vast impossible fortress suspended above it. We know more of his deeds across Yss than we do the nest in which he resides.

The Pale Kings Seal

The Pale King carries an ancient shield along with his favoured weapon, Scourge. This spear is noted down as being in his possession from the earliest accounts, along with his shield. However their description has changed with each account over the millenia. Scourge has changed the most, from an average but sturdy spear into an object of profane power. Its original steel long gone, replaced with what the fel tribes call Blackstone and we call Wyrdstone, Witchstone or Warpstone. Those killed by it are turned to ash or rot away immediately, and those that are merely wounded can suffer all manner of fates, from persistent searing pain, sudden virulent infections, maddening blood poisoning, to rapid mutation and disfigurement. Even when The Pale King is banished and his army broken, Scourge and his shield always make their way back to Kul Zhahiir and into his clutches.

The name Malphus Seir is the earliest name that any scholar can associate with The Pale King, a name he gave to a foolish amateur mage dabbling with shards of Witchstone in a folk tale from the Al’Arkan region. Since then there have been variations of this name in numerous tales of his deeds. But it is unlikely this is his true name, for knowing a demonic entities true name gives you power over them, and none would be foolish enough to openly offer it. Who he truly is and was is lost to time, and only a mad man would try and dig that deep.

Excerpt taken from “A Compiled Grimoire of The Fel, The Demonic, and the Heretic” by Marus Von Helmar, Witch Hunter”

The Koga

An example of Bestia Chelona Koga, or Koga in common.

The Koga are related to the forest dwelling Holzkröte of the Grunvale and the Sangon of Ilshana. These hard shelled amphibious bestials inhabit the exotic lands to the west, from the muddy rivers that nourish the Haanjagala and its mangroves, to the crisp clean streams and rivers of the Shénmì Isles. 

Koga to the layman would appear to live in isolation, however they actually live in large herds spread out over an exceptionally large area. They dig hollows out beneath trees and under river banks and line them with treasures and the carefully preserved skulls of their prey. The Koga’s predatory habits shift seasonally. In winter they hunt alone, grabbing whatever food they can, from passing wildlife, pets from nearby villages, or lost travellers. In the spring they gather together and ravage isolated communities, taking anything and everything they can. They are particularly fond of shiny objects, particularly gems, silver, and gold. They will often roughly hammer bits of precious metals and gems into items they have scavenged to wage war with. Nobody is entirely sure why, it may be a display of power and their prowess as a raider, or maybe they just enjoy them for aesthetic reasons. 

Koga vary in colour between the Haanjagala and the Shénmì Isles. The Koga of the Haanjagala and it’s mangroves have flesh in shades of green and brown, with deep brown and black shells. While the Koga of the Shénmì Isles have a more etheric quality, many being albinos from their flesh to their shells. Some have shells with pearlescent qualities, while some have shells bearing patterns that look like they are made of pure silver. Beyond the albino Koga some have other pale hues, light yellows, purples and pinks.  

Koga are challenging opponents, being far swifter and agile that one would expect. Couple this with their natural defense and they pose quite a threat to an unprepared combatant. The best chance of taking one down in combat is to cripple their legs and dispatch them while they are on the ground. Otherwise I would suggest a sturdy crossbow or handgun, as their shells are easily pierced by the force of the projectiles. Keeping them at range is always preferable to a close encounter…….  

~ Filib Stjerne, Scholar of Theriology at the Learning Halls of Esel-Din. Author of “The Superior Hunter’s guide to the Beastly Mind. A cultural and psychological treatise on the Gor-kin”

The Hircyne

An example of Bestia Caprigor Hircynus, or Hircyne in common.

The Hircyne along with Baran and the Stier, are the most widespread and most common bestial forms across Yss. The Hircyne share features with domesticated goats, and have a wide range of colouration and forms, dependent on location and climate.  

Belligerent and stubborn, Hircyne are a significant threat to any that might encounter them. Unlike the Baran, the Hircyne find no issue eating bones, tendon and anything else their prey may be wearing. There are many examples of deceased Hircyne specimens with buttons, buckles, coins and other such detritus in their stomachs, and showing no ill effects such as inflammation or ulcers.  

Hircyne, Baran and Stier can often be found in mixed herds, though it is not unheard of for them to live in groups made up exclusively of their own kind. One common trait amongst these groups is their pride in their horns and their disdain of those without. They treat hornless bestials as lesser than their ungor kin, even if the bestial is equal or greater in the natural order (Though they will keep such notions to themselves if the creature is far larger than them). They will only work with other bestials if they see a significant threat or if an alpha forces them to accept the arrangement, often with a few examples made of any with dissenting opinions.

The modus operandi of the Hircyne, Baran and Stier is well covered by numerous tales, personal accounts and historical treatise. For their actions are innumerable and horrifying. No corner of Yss has remained untouched by their kind, the tales from Esel and the Grunvale as a whole would fill volumes on their own. No man, duardin or aelve alive has not heard of their vile actions, nor unacquainted with their foul visage.    

~ Filib Stjerne, Scholar of Theriology at the Learning Halls of Esel-Din. Author of “The Superior Hunter’s guide to the Beastly Mind. A cultural and psychological treatise on the Gor-kin”