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IX Mythos Bestiary "And hoary Nodens raised a howl of triumph when Nyarlathotep, close on his quarry, stopped baffled by a glare that seared his formless hunting-horrors to grey dust." —H.P Lovecraft, The Dream-Quest Of Unknown Kadath Their flesh secretes a mucus so rapidly that it constantly drips off as if the hunting horror were falling apart After sloughing off, the thick piles of mucus begin to harden, becoming like mud It is possible to slowly plod through it, but not swim in it like water The mucus begins to pile up during a fight, eventually covering the horror’s prey and holding them in place so they cannot escape when the horror swallows Ecology Hunting horrors are all a branch of the same immense organism that spans great reaches of space They are each the nerves and nerve endings of this being This is how they can appear instantly and avoid sunlight The creature as a whole is practically a Great Old One in terms of power them whole Hunting horrors speak to their prey mentally To them it is playing with their food They send fantastically horrible images to the minds of those they are going to swallow 349