MIniature Mondays - Ratling

Miniature Mondays - Ratling

Noises in the walls

Probably just a racoon

Oh man, I was wrong!

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Miniature Mondays - Lizard Folk

Miniature Mondays - Lizard Folk

Cold blooded savage

Tromping through the swampy marsh

They eat the face last.

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Miniature Mondays - Y is for Yeti

Miniature Mondays - Y is for Yeti

Up on a frigid mountain top

Blending into the serene backdrop

Tromps a creature furry and cold
A beast of uncounted legends told

With sharpened claws and breath of ice
You best hope the beast is nice.
 Because if he's in a bad mood
Then buddy you are definitely screwed.

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Miniature Mondays - V is for Vegapygmy

Miniature Mondays - V is for Vegepygmy

Small little plant man

Your lair is so moldy

Don't touch anything.

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Miniature Mondays - U is for Umber Hulk

Miniature Mondays - U is for Umber Hulk

Deep in the dark the umber hulks lurk
Hidden in the caves where miners work
Armed with confusing eyes and giant mandible
If you flee in terror it is quite understandable

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Miniature Monday - L is for Lamia

Miniature Monday - L is for Lamia

Shiny, shiny, shiny gold

Leads you down the rabbit hole

She'll bend your mind with sweet illusions

and fill your heart with dark delusions

Those foolish fools caught unaware

Will end up serving as a jackalwere

Serving their mistress as they're told

Filling her home with shiny gold

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Miniature Mondays - K is for Kuo-Toa

Miniature Mondays - K is for Kuo-Toa

Swirly swirly goes the sky

In cities built beneath the sea

Conjuring gods in their minds eye

The fishfolk dance in maddened glee

Oh won't you come and swim with me

or perhaps join in a killing spree

Swirly swirly goes the sky

where gods are born and never die.

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Miniature Mondays - I is for Ithallid

I is for Ithallid

See the little Ithallid with its psionic blast
If you have thoughts of fighting it
they will be your last

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Miniature Mondays - H is for Hag

Miniature Mondays - H is for Hag

There was an old lady that lived in a bog.

Her garden was a swamp, her house was a log.

One day an adventurer full of gumption and spirit,

declared "I will enter the swamp, I do not fear it."

So, in he went through the stench and fog,

and when he emerged he had the face of a dog.

The moral of this tale of woe,
a hag is indeed a serious foe.

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