Hark! In both the sun-baked wastes and cavernous glooms of Tel, where shadows slither and terrors lurk, dwell vermin of monstrous aspect.
Feared by adventurers and desert denizens alike, these highly aggressive nocturnal predators are the size of a small horse.
Thus, banished from our speech, they dwell in an unspoken realm of horror, a nameless abyss of gnashing mandibles and chittering wings.