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Monster of the Week: Screaming Hunters

Monster of the Week, March 17, 2020

I'd say that this offering is somehow connected to Saint Patrick, but it really isn't.

Screaming Hunters

Nocturnal pack hunters, Screaming Hunters dwell on the edges of human lands, inhabiting ruins, abandoned cities, old sewers, and deep forests long abandoned by humans. They are ruthless predators but seem particularly attracted to hunting humans, often with relish and cruelty that is shocking and particular.

What is know about them is that they are naked, hairy humanoids with long talon-like hands and feet, toothy maws, tiny eyes, and long, questing tongues. Their long, hunched, and loping gait allows them to run faster than humans, and their endurance reflects their tirelessness in hunting prey. They rend prey with tooth and claw, allowing prey to bleed and suffer after a strike until other members of the pack can strike and wear down their prey.

Sages who have studied the few documented cases of their attacks on humanity speculate that the screaming hunters are somehow tied to humankind because of their vaguely human forms and because of their tendency to haunt places that were once inhabited, frequented, or tied to humans, as well as their particular hatred of humankind.

The Hunters are most known by the shrieking cries they emit, which seem to be such that they allow them to see in darkness through echolocation while simultaneously disorienting their foes.


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