Strange Aeons

Don't touch her

It's MY bridge now Goatman!

Vampires are not things of this Earth. Their true origin lies beneath the oceans of a distant world in some haunted corner of the galaxy. Their ships now wander, patient and predatory, seeking planets with abundant life. They found us. For now their hunts are rare and secretive and we can only hope they stay that way. 

If they wished, they could drown the world in seas of blood. They are the lords of the ultimate night, the high vampires, the Nioth-Korghai.

Rlim Shaikorth was one of the Ancient Powers of lost Hyperborea. It came down from beyond Thulask within its glacier citadel of Yikilth, guiding it with the power of its supreme sorcery. It swept the coastlines, blasting the port cities of the Hyperboreans with freezing light and unleashing spirits of icy cold. As it slaughtered its way down the coast he collected wizards that interested him and forged them into beings capable of surviving his cold and aiding in the rituals that powered Yikilth. However it became known that it had not saved them solely for service but to fatten them with magic from its icy realm, for the ghosts of powerful wizards was its only sustenance. Rlim Shaikorth was slain by the warlock Evagh with the aid of the ghosts within it and the glacier Yikilth melted beneath torrents of boiling black blood.

Averoigne - The Beast of the Red Comet

In the year 1369 a dark creature haunted the woods behind the Benedictine Abbey of Perigon in search of the sweet marrow of the spine. It was eventually banished by the sorcerer Luc le Chaudronnier with the aid of a demon bound by the Hyperborean wizard Eibon.

What do you do when humans drove your people off their land and you’re an immortal shape-shifting demigod with a Formless Spawn for blood?

You eat the rich!