Zero

Noone is really know what are those creatures. Those who could've figure it out are to terrified to even think about it. Stories about it are being told all across far lands, but rarely, not very loud, and only in daylight. Usually stories are simple to one another: After a long night, or day, the traveler decides to stay in a village on the outskirts. Houses are untouched, torches are lit, no sights of fight. But streets are floded with blood and parts of corpses. Ded silent, not even birds, rats, ants or flies. No survivors.
Rumors say that travellers can fell it somehow. These are travelers - those who find such villages most often. Rumors even say that it don't touch and avoid them. That's why all caravans try to hire travelers if they are going on a long journey through a sparsely populated area, even if they know this area and have walked this route dozens of times.

Some say that one should never mention it, they belive that this somehow could summon it to their village. Some lunatics worship it, saying that it is The Evil in the material form, that came from purgatory to punish the whole dragon race for our sins. But they don't live to long, for some reasons.

Only one thing is known for shure - noone from those who saw it survived to tell the story.






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