Sirin, by The Euphrates
Halt, mortal! For the half woman, half owl you see before your very eyes, is a creature of ruin and terror! It’s hymns ring throughout the riverbank like a gentle, mesmerizing call. But do not consider it a good sign-- for it’s melody warns of a cruel fate waiting for you, much like Lady Death around the corner.
Rusalka, The Haunting
Beneath the vivid waters of the deep, a pale woman floats, carried by the unwavering currents, her features lit by the haunting moonlight.
«For those who lie beneath the dormant waters are no other than the Rusalki, vicious and haunting. Run, for their spirits know no mercy, and hide, when their lullabies compel you to seek them out.»
Koschei and The Needle
«Run! Hide! The Deathless has come to steal our wives!»
A thief he is not, though a deathless ruler he is not, either. For the needle in his grasp hides the truth he keeps out of reach; even he, is not truly exempt from death’s clutches.
Solovei, The Whistling Brigand
Nestled between the oak trees, a sorcerer-warrior sat on the branches, feathers protruding from his clothes. Men flee at the sight of him, for his appearance decided your fate. At a simple, pleasing whisper, the trees wilt and fall into disarray, and your knees would quickly crumble underneath his gaze, for he is Solovei, the Brigand, his whistling a destroying force of nature.
Kikimora, The Basement Dweller
Sauntering within households she deems unfit, the demon-like, raggedy spirit is often believed to kidnap children. Though truly, her appearance is more likely when your household is facing issues. A naughty child? A lazy mother? A violent father? You may hear her hushed whispers at night, beneath your floorboards.
Leshy, The Protecting
A small, fearful child loses his father in the forest. Scared and tearful, his sobs ring throughout the maze of greenery, barely noticing the large tree, rising from it’s dormancy, the child’s silver hair catching the moonlight as it was raised into the air by the Leshy. It spoke no words, simply watching over the boy until the sun rose, which it then lowered the child back onto the dirt paths in his father’s direction.