Bundled together are the stories, written by people that aimed to prepare those that wished to wander of the dangers of these lands. Some are written by the few that traveled and encountered some of the monstrosities roaming these lands. Most are simply legends, told over generations that may still have an ounce of truth to them. In the times before the mists, Barovia was home to a great many type of creatures that called it home. The legends of which sometimes still remain to this day. But the truth is, many of them withered away as the lands embraced their dreadful fate. At times, beings of old can still be encountered. Some move through the mists looking for their home, moving forever in circles. Others have embraced the dread themselves, and became mere husks of their former selves: bitter and resentful. Next there are the beings, that found their way into Barovia through the mists. They came not at once, but simply infested the lands with their influence. Whether by the hands of the Dark Powers, the Vistani or some other force, their essence found their way through. Barovians simply refer to them as shades, but they are more than that. Native to the plane beyond, these beings can cause a tear in the prison.