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Dearest /tg/,

We had a pretty lengthy and satisfying Yokai Thread a few weeks ago about describing some of the many wacky and varied Yokai of Japan and I'd like to do something similar in the sense that:

Could you please describe (in as best detail as you can: habits, diet, etc, treat it as if it were almost a real creature if it helps) some of the local folklore, urban legend, or otherwise mythical creatures you've known from your own culture, heritage, you've come from? It could be something you were told about in ghost stories or cautionary tales, or it could be something you, yourself, even experienced as a half-lucid child.
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Well, alright, I guess I'll just lead through example:

Not originally native to Canada, but actually introduced here by the french. Werewolves are either people who've consistently sinned or done evil for 7 years in a row or are otherwise innocent people who've been bitten by other werewolves. The development of the curse has nothing to do with the actual cycle of the moon and instead has to due to with an incubation period of 110 days exactly, afterwards: a person will then shed their skin and become a werewolf, after their first transformation though, they'll turn back into a human the next day and have a Wolfskin left over- they can then put it back on to become a werewolf whenever the desire.
Werewolves that are caused by sin can be controlled and commanded by virtuous people, priests, and powerful pagans. Werewolves are allergic to silver and can be cured using Wolfsbane/Aconitum.

The Ogopogo is a lake serpent that lives in the Okanagan Lake in the Okanagan Valley, BC. The creature has a horse-like head with sharp teeth, short goat-like horns, with four flippers and a long serpentine body about 15-20ft long. Ogopogo was originally described as a "River Spirit" or "Demon" by the Native Americans during colonial times, due to being quite an aggressive carnivore: breaching out of the water and onto the shore to attack deer, moose, even bears and people. In ye olde times people were so frightened by the creature that colonists would put armed guards up to protect their rafts, fisherman, etc, from the creature.
The Ogopogo doesn't have any supernatural weaknesses or abilities and is more of a cryptid. "Rattlesnake" island has a large cave underneath it where the beasts crawls into to lay their eggs or overwinter if it's too cold.
>Local folklore monsters
Unfortunately we don't have any, we just have the heroin den at the end of the street and that fat guy who has loud phone arguments at 2 AM while pacing in his underwear.
More like a family belief, but my relatives from venezuela used to tell stories about demon butterflies. The butterflies are described as having a wingspan of several feet. If you saw them flying you had to look away, and if they stuck to your windows you had to pull down the blinds as soon as possible. The folklore goes that their spread wings describe a demon's face, with two large eyes that cast a curse on whoever looks into them that makes them deathly sick.

Now that I think about it there were a lot of folklore stories related to bugs and illnesses.

There's also the crier. A demon that takes the shape of a woman with pale blue skin, jet black hair that covers her face and noticeably swollen breasts. She appears at night by the rivers and on lake shores frantically searching while crying for help searching for her baby. If you answer her call she shows you her jet black irises and a mouth lined with needle-like teeth before dragging you under to kill.

I actually saw one of these as a child: it was just idling around on an empty road in a neighborhood that had begun to be developed, when I went to go look at it though it dashed into a nearby patch of tall grass. Cabbits have the upper body of a house cat and the lower body of a hare and up until I was 16 or so I was 100% convinced they were a real animal as the concept didn't seem to farfetch'd.

Across Canada there are these shallow, dinky little, bodies of water or ponds called "kettles", that were left behind by glaciers thawing and leaving behind an intend for water: in these little ponds is where the kelpie lives. Kelpies look almost exactly like horses, but are a kind of blueish to black teal colour, have a second eye-lid like a snake, and their mane is 'waxy' and greasy. Kelpies are carnivorous and in between eating things like fish, frogs, waterfowl, and livestock; they'll also gladly eat people, hiding in the mud before biting them on the neck and holding them below the water to drown them. Kelpies are the reason people seem to drown in water that isn't even 5ft deep.
Kelpies won't eat or attack horses- they even travel with wild/feral horses when searching for other ponds to avoid detection.
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Long Island doesn't really have much in the ways of folklore creatures, besides stuff like the Montauk Monster (which was a decaying raccoon) and the Montauk Project (which is bunk). Camp Hero is pretty cool, though; can't go near the abandoned buildings anymore which kind of sucks.

I guess you could count the occasional pockets of Nazis that were around in the 30s and 40s as folklore creatures, maybe. There's still a Hitler Street in Yaphank.
When I was a kid, I would always sneak out of my room at night, and on a couple occassions, I even snuck out to play in the yard at night. Looking back, it probably wasn't the best idea. My parents told me about a "man" named Bloody Bones that wandered around at night and ate children, and that he could smell you if you didn't take a bath. They eventually told me this was all bs, and that they just thought it would keep me from running out in the night, but it sort of worked a little too well. It was only reinforced later on when a kid at school told me a similar story of "Bloody Bones".

When I was a kid, I also had a dream about this shadowy "Muppet-like" creature that silently wandered the house at night. It wasn't purposefully malicious, but it seemed creepy as fuck.
When I was a kid, we had a cat named Piddle that was like what you described. It's front half was a cat, and it's back half was more like a lynx or whatever, and when it ran, it would jump and bound like a rabbit. So, what you saw might have just been a cat like that.

I'm no animal expert, but maybe cats that lose their tail during a developmental stage have poor balance and begin to move like that.

She was a real weirdo, though.
Same with the house wanderer. Mine was a robot because all the light switches had little red lights so you could find them in the dark. As a kid all I could think when I saw them at night was that they were robot eyes staring at me.
Kelpies lure people to mount them then carry the victim into the water to drown. They can be identified as they are always wet.
Been trying to write it like you asked OP but I just can't make it sound right
I live in Minnesota, and we get allot of Norse/Native American vibes in out area, particularly wendigo, but those are pretty over done, I think.
What we had that I think was exclusive to our little unincorporated town was ghostly Vikings.
I'd even seen them, I think.
Bigger boats than the fishermen used, bigger than the barges the natives used to spear fish even. Sails furled in, oars going. Drums that carried all around the lake.
Most fishermen have seen them at one point or another, usually at dawn, before the mists of Lake Ontario had yet cleared out.
Most of us that didn't have a farm bought our food from the Amish, who set up little roadside markets all year, weather depending.
One of them was complaining that men in armor, with helmets with tangled antlers walked through his squash patch, but when he stepped outside to yell at them he couldn't breath because it had suddenly turned well below freezing.
As proof he showed his ears, which did have a bit of black from frostbite on them. Hadn't even started to blister yet since it had only happened the previous night.
Keep in mind that this was sometime in August of 2002 or so, so there's not really a way for an Amish dude, who don't use electricity (or written words for that matter) to give himself frostbite in like a freezer or something.
Out little town had snap freezes like that all the time too, being right next to the Vortexs path and Lake Ontario, so as a kid I was haunted by nightmares of antlered men patrolling around the decrepit farmhouse I lived in
I actually made a Shadowrun campaign that featured them lol
There's a shit ton of Ghost Pirates that troll the coast of the Outer Banks. Mostly it's just Blackbeard who's still looking for his severed head
Was searching through the folkore of my area on wikipedia (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Category:Folklore_of_the_Southern_United_States)
I had no idea that murder kroger was "folk lore"

Not sure about creatures in my area besides the occasional bigfoot claims. If something like that did show up, it would probably be riddled with bullet holes
Bloody bones has been around for a while, apparently
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>The bunyip is a large mythical creature from Australian Aboriginal mythology, said to lurk in swamps, billabongs, creeks, riverbeds, and waterholes.

They're usually described as a sort of beast like creature that will snatch, drown and eat people who get too close to a billabong.
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This story resonated with me the first time I read it, I grew up in NC rather than Alabama but anyone who's lived deep in the southeastern mountains has heard some variant of this
Back in high school I was on Cross Country and spent a great deal of time on a wooded trail near our school. Two totally bullshit legends came from this, one of my own creation: The Volass. It had the wings of an eagle, the head of a giant fire ant, the body of a fair maiden, and the lower body and legs of a T-Rex. It ate freshmen, hibernated during the summer and came out to hunt during the fall and winter. I don't know why I made it's design so stupid, but as team shaman no one ever questioned it.

The other legend was the penis god shrine which was just some rocks stacked to look like a penis.
There's the Spectre of the Thoroughbred on the campus of MTSU.

One out the college's prized thoroughbreds was buried at an unmarked grave so that no one would do anything weird with the body. Rumour has it that, when a lot of modernization construction was done back in the fall of 2010, they dug it up and cursed the campus. Literally everyone that semester nearly failed their classes and campus lost a lot of its funding.

The campus itself is already so full of curses that there's literally a blue horseshoe statue built to give you good luck and release you from their curses.
some folklore from my home elsass !
>the firmann
the firmann is a man with a great mantle and a hat that hide his face, either in fire or with a blazing heart
if you say it's name, he will hug you and burn you to cinder
>the summer witch
in summer, they appear when it's very hot and summon thunderstorm. They look like woman with hair made of fire or lightning. if you meet one or anger one, she cause you a heatstroke or make a lightning fall on your face.

Isn't that just a crocodile?

I don't know about other short tailed cat breeds, but Japanese Bobtails have longer back legs so they end up with some rabbit like movement:
Everyone always says this one, but I think the Wendigo is pretty fucking slick.

Basically it's a vaguely human cannibalistic monster. Its generally described as an emaciated, and sometimes gigantically tall humanoid. No matter how much it eats, it'll never get full, and just becomes more and more ravenous over time.

It's also often described as an evil spirit, which is the part that I like. The idea is that if you're excessively greedy, or if you hoard food in times of scarcity (like during the winter), or if you indulge in cannibalism, you may invite an evil Wendigo spirit into yourself. This causes you to become irrationally hungry for human flesh, and try as you might to resist, you'll eventually succumb and kill and devour all your loved ones.

The best part is that there are reported cases of Algonquin people believing that they're transforming into a Wendigo and engaging in acts of cannibalism. This phenomenon is called Wendigo Psychosis, and is unique to the Algonquin people.
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Here in Colorado the only interesting thing that isn't a furred trout or a Jackalope or a living dinosaur is the Slide Rock Bolter, a mountain whale that eats tourists:

> In the mountains of Colorado, where in summer the wood are becoming infested with tourist, much uneasiness has been caused by the presence of the slide-rock bolter. This frightful animal lives only in the steepest mountain country where the slopes are greater than 45 degrees. It has an immense head, with small eyes, and a mouth somewhat on the order of a sculpin, running back beyond its ears. The tail consist of a divided flipper, with enormous grab-hooks, which it fastens over the crest of the mountain or ridge, often remaining there motionless for days at a time, watching the gulch for tourists or any other hapless creature that may enter it. At the right moment, after sighting a tourist, it will lift its tail, thus loosening its hold on the mountain, and with its small eyes riveted on the poor unfortunate, and drooling thin skid grease from the corners of its mouth, which greatly accelerates its speed, the bolter comes down like a toboggan, scooping in its victim as it goes, its own impetus carrying it up the next slope, where it again slaps its tail over the ridge and waits. Whole parties of tourists are reported to have been gulped at one scoop by taking parties far back into the hills. The animals is a menace not only to tourist but to the woods as well. Many a draw through spruce-covered slopes has been laid low, the trees being knocked out by the roots or mowed off as by a scythe where the bolter has crashed down through from the peaks above.
Now for some of the 'scarier' ones I remember:

>Bloody Mary
Everybody damn well knew about Bloody Mary, so I'm just going to tell how or what she was as far as I knew.
Bloody Mary is an evil spirit that basically just murders anyone foolish enough to summon her, typically children or adolescents. I forget, but I vaguely remember in order to summon her you must go into a dark bathroom only lit by candle light, splash water onto a mirror, spin yourself around ten times while saying 'Bloody Mary', splash water onto your face, then finally look into the mirror- she then crawls out and kills everybody.
Bloody Mary was described as a girl with no skin, no eyes, black hair, and wearing a white dress that was spotless despite her being skinned.

>Ramen Noodle Tapeworms
Ramen noodle tapeworms were parasitic organisms that would disguise themselves as the dried bricks of noodles you'd get in packets of ramen. Unlike 'real' tapeworms, ramen tapeworms allegedly survived the drying process to make these ramen noodles and as soon as you consumed them the water in your stomach would revive them and they'd go on to live in your body like any other parasite- nobody had an explanation on how they repdoced or got onto the ramen packages to begin with.
The only way to be safe from these worms was to never eat the instant noodle brick 'raw' and to always properly boil your ramen so as to kill all possible worms.
Was your bloody mary actually called that or are you translating it into english? It'd be a tad weird for an anglophone country to have a urban myth specifically to spook kids from eating raw instant ramen, but then again globalization's a bitch
There are a few out here, in the Hemet/ Temecula area of Southern California, mostly native American legends, and universal urban legends, such as "road to hell" and "Satanist cult in the abandoned home." Things that are found everywhere so have no grain of truth. However we do have:

>The Tauquitch Witch.
Saboba Indians have a legend that a powerful witch lived and died near the summit of Mt. San Jacinto. The Sobaba say the witch was a women, while the Morango say it was a man. Ether way it is said that they where ancient, till they encouted a white man, who killed them. So they cursed the Hemet-San Jacinto, so that anyone born in the valley is doomed to die there unless they leave threw a specific pass, that is never named, tho most think it's Lambs Canton, cause it's mostly man made. Earthquakes are also blamed on them, such as the 1910 earth quake that killed dozens of Saboba, and rendered the valley in half. (Just drive down San Jacinto street and just past the cemetery just before you hit the City of San Jacinto proper, there is steep decline. That is from the earthquake, and it runs threw the valley.) They are also the reason for the spoopy sounds the limestone makes on the mountain, and why so many people have killed themselves up there. I used the legend in a Scion game.
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Did it by any chance ask you to do something?


Creatures from Maori myth that act very much like Sidhe. They are meant to live in misty areas such as mountains and valleys and they often spirit away children. They are meant to be beautiful pale white skin the and either white or red hair. It's a little known fact that the Maori word for white people pakeha originates from these creatures.

I can't say I have ever seen one or anything like that but I did grow up on a farm where we had plenty of fairy rings and misty mornings. I liked to imagine how they would interact with fay that came over from England and Ireland with my ancestors, whether or not they got along or were still waging some form of unseen war under our noses.
i cant believe no major rpg has used any myths from, my homeland. We have a origin myth for them thats basically "an evil spirit kidnapped a chieftain's daughter, fought the war god and was cursed by the allfather so that their offspring woud be demons. their seven kids are
Jasy Jatere, or the moon child a small pale blue eyed blond kid that kidnaps kids that stray in the forest to drown them
Teju Jagua, A dragon like thing with the body of a lizard/gator and seven dog heads and whose eyes are on fire that guards the forest
Moñai, whose got different interpretations from a massive rainbow coloured snake that hypnotises people to some hairy bigfoot like motherfucker
Ao Ao, a massive sheep looking monster that likes to hunt down things, specially people and the only way to avoid it is to climb up a coconut tree
Mboi Tu'i a massive snake with a parrot head and legs
And kurupi, the rape goblin with a dick so long that it wraps it around its waist
there are others as well however, such as pombero, Ka'aguy pora, luiso etc
>The Masca

Typical of my area. A Masca is basically some kind of witch, always female, and always looking like an old, ugly woman. They're not evil per-se, but apparently if you see or talk to them, you will be cursed with misfortune, famine or even death. Apparently, they cal also shapeshift into animals like cats or chickens and kill crops and cattle with a word or a touch.
They're not completely evil, as there are stories of a Masca helping a troubled family, especially single moms and children.
The Masca powers are passed from mother to daughter. I was told that my great-grandmother knew a woman who, when she was little, had her dying grandmother ask her if she wanted to carry on the tradition and become a Masca. The woman refused, and the old lady touched a potted plant near her bed, and died. The plant immediately dried up and turned into dust.
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So apart of the tipical stuff like Dragons (the local one was killed be a Duke than wore an armor full of iron spikes, and when the dragon tried to swallow him he got caught, the dragon in pain fled to near a hill and died there), we have quite a few, from more or less tipical elfs/goblins called Follets or Joanets, Cyclope like Marmajors, Giants, Mermaids (from River one called alojas to Dones Peix or Fish-woman), Ent like being from the Ginebreda or Home d'escorça,half animals from Homes Llop to the Muladona or Donkey woman and a few other.
I specially like the Minairons or very small familiars than can make a Castle over night, you carry them in a little cigar shaped thing (without the tobaco) called a canut, and when you open it they say "Treball o Menjar" more or less Work or eat in a very fast way, if you fail to give them a task at the third time, they will eat you.
Another one than were actual people where the Golluts or Dwarfs from Ribes, they sufered from a goiter and the locals despised them, so they only could reproduce between themselves, had they own entry to the church, and was said they could speak with beast, so they were praised as god tier sheepherders.
Sweden here, we have lil house gnome boiz that watch the house. On christmas eve you'd put out a bowl of milk for them, that's enough. Otherwise, they start stealing shit, start spooking the animals, do all that stuff. But if you keep it happy it'll be a good boy and watch your house from stuff like fires, other gnomes, elves, goblins, rats, etc.

Basically, a small inhabitant living in some nook that believes that the house is as much theirs as it is the family inside.
Sounds like a tipical house elf, from an Hobgoblin, Domovoi, Duende, etc.
I think all Yurop has a tradition about them, with lots of local variations. Lots of them are autistic as fuck and get irritated easy.
Yeah. I have one in my house, well I mean, I don't really, no way that shit real, but I like to believe I have. The last dude who inhabited it drank himself to death and the house itself was a glorified shack, empty of almost all furniture except for a somewhat disconcerting painting, and an old garden gnome figure overlooking the kitchen. We still keep it there, just in case.
Yeah, better keep them happy, duende literally means owner of the house in Spain, probably a tradition from pre-roman times mixed with the lares in Roman times, it was tradition to only clean the fireplace (called hogar or llar, that also means the house) in the longest night, so the spirit/duende than have the tradition of going to fey business this night doesn't get angry, tough in Spain they have the tradition of following the family too.
I come from West Virginia and we have two popular mythical creatures.

> moss man
A victim of some sort of traveling accident (the story varies from a horse and buggy capsizing to an eighteen wheeler running off the highway) is pinned down to the forest floor by the wreckage of his vehicle. His wounds are slowly overcome with fungus and moss that begin to digest his body alive. Eventually enough time passes that the wreck is cleared and the half man half plant creature is freed to wander the forest forever. His partially destroyed brain making him unable to fully remember his life from before.

> Mothman
This is a weird one because the stories surrounding Mothman are all over the place. Sometimes he's a demon come to earth for the souls of the tempted, sometimes it is the product of some horrible scientific tampering. Other times he's simply a beast. The part that remains the same is that the appearance of Mothman is always a terrible omen followed by disaster and tragedy. All who claim to see him meet their end soon after.
Tell us about the raccoon!
Weird animal washes up, looks like a rubbery little doglike fuck with no fur or lips or anything. People think its a mole alien or some shit. Turns out it's a waterlogged, decaying raccoon.
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Hey, I was thinking of making a thread asking if anyone knew the origins of some creatures in the MMO Ragnarok Online but I didn't know if I should post it on /tg/ or /x/

So, I used to play this game when I was a kid and I was particularly intrigued by some of the mobs in it, but looking for pieces of lore from the game itself or actual irl folklore was frustrating. I managed to learn more about some like the japanese nine tailed fox(before all Naruto bullshit) using google, but others only led me to pages related to the game. Do you mind if I use this thread to ask these questions?
>Do you mind if I use this thread to ask these questions?

Go ahead.
I'm sure if you list of names, descriptions, even if brief- someone will come and start telling you what they are, etc..
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Pick isn't the specific tree in either story but there are several folk tales about trees and their evil influence on graves in New England. There's a story of a family line in which an evil tree began spreading it's roots over the family plot, every time the root crossed a person's gravesite they were destined to die soon after. There is also the case of Roger Willaims, who was buried under the boughs of an apple tree when no local graveyard had space. When he was disenterred several years later to be properly buried on holy ground it was found that the tree roots had broken into his coffin and consumed his body, the roots are displayed still in Rhode island
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Sideways pictures are what I get for phoneposting, oh well

There is also the case of early New England grave art. Puritan law forbade the creation of art, music, etc. Which curiously failed to apply to gravestones. Common themes are "death's heads" (depicted in picture) similar to cherubim but specifically not the same as a common motif was skulls with wings instead of childlike faces. There is also the mysterious influence of pagan motifs in grave art like suspiciously breastlike pineapples or even mermaids in some instances.

I also chose pic related because describing someone's days as "few and evil" seems a particularly gruesome way to send a family member to the afterlife.
>A Bunyip will snatch, drown and eat people who get too close to a billabong.
Preferable swagmen, depending on whether or not they have a tucker-bag.
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I'll start with the pic related of my previous post. That's the "Evil/Dark Snake Lord" a white serpent wearing a traditional asian nobility hat(sorry for my ignorance on this piece of clothing) involved by some kind of dark matter with a face and holding an ink pot and paintbrush. It is the boss of the dungeon in the city of Kunlun, a floating island part of the "Global Project" that introduced several new towns based on different countries and their cultures. Kunlun is based on ancient Taiwan. The map where the Snake Lord waits is called Arcadia and that's... completely unrelated to any kind of asian folklore as far as I know, unlike the name Kunlun

Other mobs that caught my attention are the Munak, Bongun and Yao Jun. They are clearly based on the Jiang Shi, but Bongun, a male, appears only in the Payon dungeon, this town is based on ancient Korea, while Yao Jun, also male, only shows up on the Louyang dungeon, The Royal Tomb, part of the Global Project and based on ancient China. But Munak, the female Jiang Shi lives on both dungeons. Ingame lore heavily implies Bongun and Munak were once lovers. Maybe someone knows if their names were based on any irl tale about loving nobles?

These other ones have almost no backstory. Sorry
>Kraben, a ghost boy with straw baskets wrapped on his hands. Dungeon of Ayothaya, based on thai culture
>Jing Guai and Mao Guai, a demon wearing a leopard's skin and a anthropomorphic cat using a folding fan(one of his drops is called Folding Fan of Cat Ghost) with wind powers. Dungeon of Louyang, based on chinese culture
>Chepet, a blonde girl with a some goblin creature coming out of a purse holding a matchstick. Appears in the Toy Factory, a christmas themed dungeon. Pic related
>Sohee, appears to be a crying ghost girl, but is actually listed as a demon. Drops "Nurse Cap" "Authorative Badge" and "Skirt of Virgin" if these can give any clue. Payon dungeon, based on korean culture
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Shadow Spirits which occur in two types.

The first being Timara, who are actually mischevious and often use these tricks, pranks and misfortunes to spare people from other misfortunes. For instance slashing your waterbags near a billabong (a fresh water lagoon) which forces your group to stay near the billabong, which in turn keeps you out of the path of a bushfire which would have killed you. They are oppossed to the second type of Quinkin.

The Imjim, who kidnap, torture and devour piece by piece alive children, elderly and the weak, drinking their blood and taunting their victims loved ones by leaving bones or imitating the screams and sound of distress of their victims to their loved ones.

The Timara are the tall ones, the Imjim the small ones. The kids books by Percy Trezisw are actually full of pretty cool Australian Aboriginal folklore
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>Uomo Selvatico, or Ghero where I come from.
A common old piece of Italian sub-alpine folklore is the "Wild Man". Generally an animal-like hermit, either completely covered in hair or plants, he is supposed to be relatively benevolent whenever he comes down from the mountains he lives in to teach the valley folk the secrets of animal husbandry. He has a supernatural understanding of the mountains, and taught people how to make butter, cheese, honey and how to mine. However, in most legends he is often snubbed by the valley folk, who refuse to listen to many of his teachings or sometimes even outright run him out of their villages. Because of this, they are doomed to never learn most of the Wild Man's other prized secrets, such as being able to turn common milk into precious oil.

This one's a classic which you'll hear about in any European mountain region. It's a type of deer with legs shorter on one side, to make moving along the mountain slopes easier. However, it can only move in one direction, depending on which of its legs are shorter. Supposedly there are two breeds which, while being practically identical, cannot breed with each other, as one species always moves clock-wise while the other can only move counter-clockwise.
I did up notes on various ghosts during my conscription in the Army. People took them very seriously there, to the point where some Regulars would have a passing knowledge in how to avoid, adjure or placate them.

Nearly everyone who has spent a lot of time outfield will know someone with a pontianak story.

Native to south-east Asia, the pontianak is the restless ghost of a woman who died in childbirth. They wander around forests, cemeteries, and deserted and lightless roads, preying exclusively on men. While their appearance varies, they generally take on the form of gaunt women with long, unkempt hair. During the day, the Pontianak's spirit hides in banana trees.
>Warning signs
A pontianak can be detected by the smell of apples/jasmine flowers/citrus, which gets stronger and headier as it approaches. Nocturnal animals will flee, and stray dogs will begin to cower. This is very important to two soldiers stuck in a listening post in the middle of a forest, because the ghost's laughter, initially loud, will sound more distant the closer it gets to you, until you turn around and see it squatting five paces away.
Pontianak are supernaturally strong and agile. A popular story has a man pulled apart by one, limb from limb, as his wife watches from their locked car. Their slap, usually when striking from ambush, can cause unnatural illnesses and consistent nightmares, and they have been sighted effortlessly leaping across the treetops in forest canopies. A single pontianak can possibly cover ground very quickly, as forward sentries have reported unusual sightings mere seconds before soldiers see them right in the middle of the deployment zone, staring from the branches of a tree.

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Unlike the restless spirits that randomly blight or possess people in virgin forest grounds and promptly get BTFO by the unit's resident Taoist/Muslim/Christian, I have never personally learnt of a case of people going toe to toe with a Pontianak. They tend to avoid big groups, give very faithful people (Christians especially) a wide berth, and have been chased away by anyone carrying holy items or an Officer's beret (which we actually get blessed by one holy man from each of Singapore's official religions). Failing all of this, soldiers have kept their distance, maintained eye contact and slowly backed away around a corner/bend/tree, then high-tailed towards their friends and safety.

If you feel like fucking around with a Pontianak you can tie a red string to your finger, attach the other end to a nail, and hammer it into a banana tree with a Pontianak. That night, the Pontianak supposedly emerges from the tree with a nail in its neck and will become your loyal ghost waifu for life, or until the nail is removed by you or a third party. Then she'll most likely kill and eat you.
Actually live in the area that's about, outside of Huntsville. And yeah, skinwalkers and other Native American shapeshifters are a definite lasting creature feature of the Southeast.

We also have the Raven Mocker thanks to the old Cherokee legacy in our state, an invisible witch that kills the dying or ill without leaving a mark and consumes their heart in order to gain whatever remaining time their victim had left on the earth. Sometimes you can see them as a withered old man or woman, but only someone with good medicine can see them feeding and curse them to die. When you hear the sound of a raven at night, you know someone would soon die.

And then more locally, my little town had a lady called the Red Widow. Almost a hundred years ago when it was nothing more than a little farming community, an absolutely beautiful red-headed woman came to town and married a farmer. He died mysteriously seven years later, and soon she'd married anew. Each time she married, her husband died seven years later, and she never seemed to age. Almost fifty years later, one husband managed to escape his fate, running away from the house in the middle of the night and stumbling into the grave she'd already dug for him. Fetching the county sheriff, they returned to the house onto see it engulf with flames as earth opened up and Hell swallowed her back down. The burnt-out remains of the farmhouse are still there, and they ended up finding a dozen or so bodies buried behind the house.
Two I can think of.
>Wampus cat
A 8 foot long cat with six legs that only comes out on full moon and jumps on your back from trees
Basically just a yeti that smells really bad, and lives in swamps or wetlands
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Guarani myths are pretty rad

I haven't heard any have some indian creatures

Wisakatchakwa: Wisakatchekwa is the benevolent culture hero of Miami and Illinois myths (sometimes referred to as a "transformer" by folklorists.) His name is pronounced similar to wih-sah-kah-chuck-wah. Wisakatchekwa is the same character as the Cree Wesakechak and shares some similarities with other Algonquian heroes such as the Wabanaki Gluskap, and Anishinabe Nanaboozhoo; many of the same stories are told in different Algonquian tribes with only the identity of the protagonist differing.

Kichi Manetowa (also spelled Kiche Manit8a and several other ways.) This means "Great Spirit" in the Miami-Illinois language, and is the Illini name for the Creator (God.) Kiche Manetowa is a divine spirit with no human form or attributes (including gender) and is never personified in Illini legends. The name is pronounced similar to kih-chih mah-neh-taw-ah.

Thunder Beings (Ciinkwia): Powerful storm spirits that live in the sky and cause thunder and lightning. Although they are associated with birds, particularly in artwork, Thunder Beings are described as having human form in most Illinois legends.

Manetowa: A fearsome horned serpent that lurks in lakes and rivers and eats people. The only thing they fear is thunder, for the Thunder Beings are their sworn enemies and have the ability to strike them dead with thunderbolts.

Paisake: Magical little people of the forest, similar to European gnomes or fairies. In most Illinois stories, the Little People are portrayed as mischievous but generally benign nature spirits, who may play tricks on people but are not dangerous.

True Tiger (Lenapizha, also known as Real Lynx): A powerful underwater monster resembling a giant lynx with antlers and armored scales, which lurks in deep water and causes people to drown.
Don't forget that Little People are also responsible for the Cherokee that didn't end up in the rez. According to legend, some Cherokee were warned by the Little People just before the Trail of Tears and force migration drove the Cherokee from their lands. Only a few listened to the Little People and hide under the earth, while the rest were rounded up and forced west.
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Swede here

>Hustomte/nisse (House gnome)
It's a small humanoid that looks basically like a miniature santa (allthough preceding the modern version). It lives in parallell with people, traditionally every farmhouse had one. If you are kind to it, by setting out oatmeal or other foods for it to eat and respect its personal quirks it will protect your house and household whereas if you don't treat him the way it think it deserves it will become a hassle in your daily life by souring the milk and making the live stock ill etc. IIRC it views itself as the real owner of the house and sees the people living there as tenants.

>Näcken (The Nude one)
Looking like a beautiful naked young man this being lures women and girls to ponds where it spellsbounds them with magic and drowns them.

>Skogsvrån (Forest Nymph(?))
This being looks like a beautiful young maiden from the front but her back appears like that of an old hollowed out tree. In some versions she also has a tail. She always tries her best not to show her back to any humans. She appears to men on the edge of the forest and tries to lure them away into the deep woods. The men that go with her are never seen again.
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First heard about this one from my Aunt in backwoods British Columbia.

The Tailypo is usually described as being the size of a dog, with yellow or red eyes, pointed ears and a long tail. In some versions of the folktale, it has tufted ears like a bobcat. It is covered in black or dark brown fur to camouflage its nocturnal activities. Its claws are its main weapon.

The Tailypo can speak like a man, and demands the return of its tail (the actual phrase varies between versions, but is always repeated, usually three times): "Taily-po, Taily-po...who has my Taily-po..."
The picture of the hugag reminds me of an interesting fact. The basic concept of the critter is literally ancient. If you've read Julius Caesar's (yes, that Julius Caesar) accounts of his campaign in Gallia, he at one poitn describes the local animals, largely based on the descriptions given by the local people who seem to have been playing some jokes on him. When describing the moose, Caesar mentions that according to the locals a moose has no knees, and must rest by laying itself next to a tree because it wouldn't be able to get up if it lay on the ground. To hunt a moose, a hunter must cut a tree almost all the way through, so that when the moose lays against it the tree falls down and the moose gets knocked over. This is exactly how the American lumberjacks' tall tales describe hunting the hugag.
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In the Dane Hills near Leicester there's a fairly famous legend, that of Black Annis, a child-eating hag who was supposed to have lived in a cave there called Black Annis's Bower. Considering I live closeish I've often considered making a pilgrimage there, but apparently it's all been built on now, so no sign of her bower, and it's apparently a fairly rough area. Maybe some day.

Aside from that, of course, a little further afield there's famous old Robin Hood. Not a mythical creature, but still a popular legend.
Oh, and I forgot to add, there's an article here by the Mercian pagan magazine which describes it in a lot more depth than I could.

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Everyone knows about Koschei the Deathless and Russian spirits like domovoi and leshiy, but here's an obscure one for you.

Pharaonkas/Pharaonki are basically undead merfolk who live under the sea. They are the descendants of Egyptian troops who chased Moses and ended up drowning in the Red Sea. They are cursed to wander the sea in their grotesque forms until the Doomsday when they can meet their Pharaoh again. When the weather is calm, they can be seen jumping out of the water, crying "Our Lord Pharaoh has drowned!" Sometimes pharaonki attack and eat people. When pharaonki attack the ships of the living, they ask if the Doomsday is coming soon. If told yes, they become joyful and leave in peace. If told no, they get triggered and sink the ship.

There you go, a culture of Ancient Egyptian undead merfolk for your next campaign.

Speaking of Koschei, Russian bogatyrs had a pretty interesting rogue gallery. Aside from Koschei and Gorynych, you also have Solovei-Razboinik (The Songbird Bandit), a brigand who hid in a tree waiting for travelers to ambush, attacking with deadly sonic whistling, or Tugarin Zmeyevich (Tugarin Serpent's Son), an evil bogatyr who rode a black dragon or a fire-breathing flying horse.
>Long Island.
People used to think the natives here were driven out by literal old gods living under the pine barrens before it was settled. Apparently the entire thing would catch fire almost yearly.

Not much else to go on in really all of New York. that, the great gatsby, almost everyone being descendant from either Jewish or Italian mob, and all the decapitated corpses that keep popping up in suburban parks, is really all we have going for us.
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Good thread
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Western Maryland has a beast called the Snallygaster. Its a weird hybrid of reptile,bird,and tentacles that sucks your blood and hates stars with seven points. I think it was made up by Germans.

I think this state also has a Bunnyman but really who doesn't?
>witte wieven
Ever since the neo-lithic era we've had dolmen in our country, there's some mystery to them and their contruction and they were subject to some superstition. The wisps of mist surrounding them at night were thought to be the ghosts of witches, linked directly to hell. Those are the witte wieven. They'd sometimes also haunt other kinds of burial mounds.

Basically the same as a Nisse, it's sometimes translated as gnome. But unless it's a magical caretaker it's very un-kabouter-like.

>vrouw holle
Lady holle, the white lady or the black gran. A bit wider known than just the Netherlands (she's in the grimm fairytales). Think if mother nature was also the ambassador to hell. If she's more evil she might be referred to by the name Schele Guurte (cross-eyed Guurte) and she'll trap you in her inn for 7 hours on the inside while 7 years go by on the outside and after that turn you into a cat. Also, I think if she favors you the witte wieven don't touch you or something?

Extra famous as their imagery was appropiated by a crime syndicate in the 18th century. Supposedly men who sold their soul to the devil and swore to do evil got this totally sick-ass goat-summoning power. They're to a warlock what a paladin is to a cleric I guess.
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regardless if true or not, a very good spooky story

I don't have much to say. came from southern ontario and spent some decent time up innawood near algonquin, so I'm aware of a lot of the aboriginal folklore. never been deep enough to run across a wendigo or anything like it.

creepiest experience i had was with the fact that the farmhouse we own as a weekend place had someone die of a heart attack on his hundredth birthday in my room. On night i woke up on the bottom bunk of my bunk bed with the feeling of ice cold air on my face and a scratching at the bed frame under me. Door was closed and locked and I had checked for cats beforehand, and besides this felt too big to be a cat. Lasted a few minutes then stopped.

Did not sleep for the rest of the night.
>all the decapitated corpses that keep popping up in suburban parks, is really all we have going for us.

A guy who owned a house down the street from me killed himself because he was the prime suspect in a string of Craigslist prostitute murders a couple of years ago. They kept finding them on the beach. Dude was like a millionaire.

LI is hiding some weird shit sometimes.
Also a friend of mine who lives near the pine barrens has, on more than one occasion, heard of mutilated bodies turning up in the woods like, half a mile from his house. Once in a refrigerator.
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Not him, but she's just called Bloody Mary. Playing Bloody Mary is a common sleep over tradition.

Basically, you take turns egging the inner people in to complete the ritual. Tension builds units everyone chickens out, or someone does it, and another person tries to scare them afterwards.

When I grew up the only ones I really heard if where the hodag, and be the Mad Gasser of Nation.
Out in rural Alabama north of Huntsville, we had a series of murders a few years back. An entire extended family was wiped out in a few days, spanning multiple states. One of the dude's that was murdered was found in a burning vehicle far from where he lived, but his face had been sliced off and tossed in a dumpster in a random apartment building in Huntsville.
Okay, so I did some research when I got home and apparently the Piasa bird is an interpretation of the Illini True Tiger.

We seem to live within a state of eachother.
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It'd be more fun if you could pin this on the goatman or some such forest spook, but unfortunately that old "the real monster is man" gag is to blame for this one.

Welcome to Long Island, proud home to old white guys in sail boats that live like a jimmy buffet song, and one of the most deadly cartels in America that no one is actually doing anything about.

Growing up where I did there were allways stories of the Grey Lady who was a ghost who supposedly haunted a neerby castle.

The story go's that she was one of King Charles the first's many mistresses and became pregnant and had a son at a time when he was at war with King Louis the XIII, she fell foul of the king who accused her of being a spy for the french court and that the birth of their son was part of a greater plan to usurp his throne, this led to the child being murderd at the kings command and herself sentenced to hang for her alleged cimes.

now her spirit walks the the halls of the old worn down ruin of a castle crying out for her murdered child.
That thing doesn't look like the kind of monster that would go around murdering and eating people and shit, but more the kind of monster that would lurk in alleyways and try to sell drugs to people and just be a general creep
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Is being a red head a tell tale of being part fey or something?
The ijanas, than have a big titty and are sweethooted, are a bunch of trickster red head beings of the cantabrian myths. Not good or bad, simply they like to fuck with people (literally and figuratively) and make fun of priests.
And steal, specially sweet things but meat and cold cuts are another thing they love.
Poterchata: miscarried children who ambush people at swamps by luring them with small lights.
I'm noticing some certain patterns reading what everybodies posted:

-All corners of Europe seem to be infested with all manner of small feyish creatures: goblins, gnomes, borrowers, brownies, redcaps, pixies, sprites, etc.. Just all sorts of small or tiny humanoids that make a living being inside peoples home or fucking with people.
Except river women/nymphs, there's a lot of "woman or gorgeous guy wot lives by a body of water and drowns/fucks people" stories coming out of northern and eastern Europe.

-But then you have america and it's mostly just full of cryptids or fantastical animals with the occasional horrifying native american ghost that /out/ and others are still legitimately afraid of.

What exactly is that all about?
Horrible man eating monsters are common as fuck in Europe, like all kinds of Ghosts too. I can only speak for Spain tough.
You have man eating giants like the Tragaldabas, Zamparrón, Papu, Gargantua (be the basques, and linked with the French book) Zarrampla, tragaldabas etc than seem to be linked to the same being, then other giants like the marmajor,the Ojancano/a or the Gentilak than are more like Wild men, then you have giant monkeys like the Simiot of the Pyrenees etc.
People isn't spooked be them that much because first, Yurop doesn't have that much wild places like america,it's a lot more urbanized and its hard to spooke teenagers when the forest you are in has plenty of trails and you can see the lights of the towns near with ease, at most you have to run a few km to get in a safe place unless you are in bum fuck nowere in the mountains.
And also lots of the monsters are remembered for folk celebration like city days or whatever, and are made to appeal kids.
In Southeast Asia, the most feared are the pontianak/kunti/langsuir.
The pontianak are said to be the spirit of a woman who died in labour but some argue that they are the spirit of the unborn child animating the corpse/taking the form of the mother.

Pontianaks are usually depicted as pale-skinned women with long black hair, red eyes, and white dress smeared in blood, but they are said to be able to take on a beautiful humanly appearance.

In folklore, a pontianak arises at full moon and announces her presence through high-pitched baby cries. If the cry is soft, it means that the pontianak is near, and if it is loud, then she must be far. Some believe that if ones hears a dog howling at night, that means the pontianak is far, but if a dog is whining, that means the pontianak is nearby. Her presence can sometimes be detected by a nice floral fragrance identifiable as that of the plumeria, followed by an awful stench (resembling that of a decaying body) afterwards. The Indian version, the Churail, can be identified by her feet turning backwards just before her transformation into her vampiric form.

A pontianak kills her victims by digging into their stomach with her sharp fingernails and devouring their body organs. In some cases where the pontianak desires revenge against a male individual, the beast rips out the body organs with her hands. It is said that if one has his or eyes open when a pontianak is near, she will suck them out of the victim's head. Pontianak locates her preys/victims by sniffing out the hanging laundry outside.

Their favourite targets are pregnant/menstruating women, infants and babies
>The ijanas, than have a big titty and are sweethooted, are a bunch of trickster red head beings of the cantabrian myths. Not good or bad, simply they like to fuck with people (literally and figuratively) and make fun of priests.

>Female creatures of Cantabrian (northern Spain) folklore, they live in caves, are always naked, and have breasts so long, that to walk they must put them over their shoulders.

I'm using this.
This isn't even the first species of Nymph I've read about that had to throw their breasts over their shoulder to run. I remember hearing about some vaguely Eastern European River Nymph having large breasts "like bags of flour" that they'd throw over their shoulders to run.

I like using Nymphs and I'm using that.
Boi-tatá (Portuguese pronunciation: [bojtaˈta]) is the Brazilian equivalent of the will-o'-the-wisp.[27] Regionally it is called Boitatá, Baitatá, Batatá, Bitatá, Batatão, Biatatá, M'boiguaçu, Mboitatá and Mbaê-Tata. The name comes from the Old Tupi language and means "fiery serpent" (mboî tatá). Its great fiery eyes leave it almost blind by day, but by night, it can see everything. According to legend, Boi-tatá was a big serpent which survived a great deluge. A "boiguaçu" (a cave anaconda) left its cave after the deluge and, in the dark, went through the fields preying on the animals and corpses, eating exclusively its favorite morsel, the eyes. The collected light from the eaten eyes gave "Boitatá" its fiery gaze. Not really a dragon but a giant snake (in the native language, "boa" or "mboi" or "mboa").

Manananggal is an aswang that can fly after separating itself from the lower half of its body. It eats babies and fetuses from a mother's womb by means of passing their long tongue through a small hole from the roof of a house. The sharp end of the tongue touches the mother's navel to suck the blood of the fetus or unborn child. This creature's name was derived from the Filipino word, tanggal, which means "to separate" because of the manananggal's ability to separate itself from its lower body.

A manananggal can also be a sorceress that visits villages and barrios. To feed, the self-segmenter chooses an isolated place where she will leave her lower torso while she hunts at night. When she separates from her lower torso, she then gains her ability to fly. She then goes off in search of houses where pregnant women reside. Upon choosing a suitable victim, the manananggal alights on the house and inserts her tongue through the roof. The tongue is long, hollow and extremely flexible. She uses it to puncture the womb of the sleeping woman and to suck out the fetus. At other times, she seduces men with her beauty and lures them to a private place before eating them alive. She usually eats the insides, like the heart, stomach or the liver. Sunlight is deadly to the manananggal when she is in her monstrous form.If her two halves are still separate with the coming of dawn, she will be destroyed. According to legend, to destroy the manananggal, one should search for the lower torso that she leaves behind during her nightly hunts. Salt, ash, and/or garlic should then be placed on the exposed flesh, preventing the monster from combining again and leaving it vulnerable to sunlight. Small containers of salt, ash and raw rice, and the smell of burning rubber are said to deter the manananggal from approaching one's house.
Tikbalang or tigbalang (demon horse) is a half-man and half-horse creature. It has a horse's head, the body of a human but with the feet of the horse. It travels at night to rape female mortals. The raped women will then give birth to more tikbalang. They are also believed to cause travelers to lose their way particularly in mountainous or forest areas. Tikbalang are very playful with people, and they usually make a person imagine things that aren't real. Sometimes a tikbalang will drive a person crazy. It is said that a person can render the Tikbalang’s tricks futile somehow by wearing their shirt inside out. One can avoid the tikbalang all together by just keeping quiet or by asking politely to pass it by.

The tikbalang is not particularly dangerous to humans though and it can even be tamed. Legends say that when rain falls while the sun is shining, a pair of tikbalang are being wed. Since horses only arrived in the Philippine archipelago during the Spanish colonization (thus, the borrowed term 'kabayo'), there is a theory that the image of a half-horse, half-man creature was propagated by the conquistadors to keep the natives afraid of the night. There are stories claiming that the tikbalang are actually half-bird, half-man creatures, much like the Japanese tengu.
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Here in Virginia we have a couple things called the goatman and the bunny man, they seem to be the same thing really. A creature with the head and legs of a goat wearing old furs and weilding an axe, it likes to chop people up and lives under bridges and overpasses.

Kinda like a troll when I think of it.
There's also the Germanic Kornfrau (i probably butchered the spelling), a trollish being with iron breast that pour molten iron, she carries them over her shoulders and either knocks you out with them or kills you by forcebreastfeeding. I think there's several varieties of iron breasted monster around Austrian area. Can't imagine what the symbolic importance of throwing them over their shoulders is.
The Gatto Mammone (cannot be properly translated, maybe the closest thing is Mammon Cat). Basically a giant, demonic cat that roams the countryside and has fun scaring cattle and young maidens. It seem shis origin goes back to the Phoenician god Maimon, or ancient egypt, and used to have more positive traits. Christianity turned it into a evil demon.
Someone thinks that the Cheshire Cat from Alice in Wonderland took some of it inspiration from this creature
Kentucky has something similar, called the Pope Lick Monster.
The wendigo is not, properly apeaking, a living animal - that is, it is neither alive nor truly an animal. A sort of revenant, it is said wendigo are born when people consume the flesh of their fellow man. This so offends the gods that they are cursed, their hunger consuming them, twisting the bodies even as it kills them. Death, however, is not the end for a wendigo - it lives on after a fashion, gorging itself, constantly starving, mad and vicious.

A wendigo resembles a man, or the corpse of a man, impossibly starved. Most claim that it shows some bestial traits - fangs, claws, sometimes even a muzzle - but how much of this is exaggerated by its deathly appearance is hard to say. They tend to be clad in tatters, though this seems more by accident than design. All agree that a wendigo is incredibly strong despite its gaunt appearance, able to smash bone and carve flesh bare-handed. They are swift, and some trackers claim they can leap incredible distances or even fly. Considering how few people are willing to hunt a wendigo, this is hard to confirm.

The behavior of these beasts is uniform across most stories. The wendigo emerges into the world during the coldest parts of winter. It stalks hunters and travellers, as well as isolated villages, anecdotally favoring those plagued with starvation. It kills and consumes men, women, and children whereever it can, favoring surprise and targeting the isolated. Its presence is heralded by an unnatural cold, such that it can literally freeze the blood. Often the remains of its victims are found frozen solid.
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Basically a dragon believed to live in a lake near the town of Lodi, Italy. It was believed to eat children, capsize fishing boats and breath some sort of venom or poisonous gas that caused those afflicted by it to contract yellow fever
More fantastical tales attribute greater intelligence and sadism to the wendigo, talking of how it will chase or lead pursuers at an impossible rate until the victim is left staggering on bloody stumps. It abandons such unfortunates to their fate, disguising itself as them and seeking out their comrades. A wendigo disguised as a human is imperfect in its behavior, prone to strange expressions and inappropriate laughter, as well as vapid echoing of others and a strong, rotten animal smell. Those who assign this ability to the wendigo express confusion as to its motive, as it seems to primary indulge in frightening its victims, supposedly nabbing the occasional isolated individual before disappearing again.
The Yowie. Not just a toy containing confectionery. The Yowie or Yahoo is the hairy man of the Australian bush, like Sasquatch or the Yeti. Like those two it's thought to be make believe. Most sightings where seen in the bush. But heirs a couple accounts of it or them being seen closer to civilization. One bloke even said he found a small one in his garage.
>a trollish being with iron breast that pour molten iron, she carries them over her shoulders and either knocks you out with them or kills you by forcebreastfeeding.

That's the most horrifying thing I've read in this thread so far, that's genuinely awful.
It's nothing special, but in the past couple of years there's been a story popping up among the local hunters about a turkey with one white tail feather they've named Pincushion. Apparently, the first first few of times that it was spotted, the hunters swear up and down that they hit it, but couldn't kill it, hence the name.
Man what is it with america and axe weilding goatmen? What is it about the USA that makes satyrs go mad?
How would you feel, if you had a goat dick?
American woman are more difficult to rape than in the old country
Yeah, can't rape the willing.
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That's spooky, sounds like Na Maria enganxa, a water woman than use a hook to get infants into water wells, cisterns etc.
We have a load if regular local ghost stories but only one monster. It's said that one Sunday a baron's son, named John, skipped church so he could go fishing in the nearby river. Among the fish he caught was a tiny thing no bigger than a thumb, it had silvery scales and nine holes down each side of its neck and resembled a stubby snake more than a fish. While heading home he discovered the tiny silver catch had devoured all the other fish he caught, and since he couldn't sell the thing (no one knew what it was or how to cook it) he threw it away down the well. He then got called away and went to fight in the crusades for a few years.

Meanwhile the water in the well turn foul, crops were dying and cows ans children started to go missing. Eventually locals woke one morning to find a gigantic silver snake with nine holes down each side of its neck wrapped around a place now known as Worm Hill. Many men tried to kill the serpent but every time it was cut its flesh rejoined and the monster would wrap its coils around the men and crush them to death. In the end the Baron had to give the creature sacrifices to stop it from eating all the people (the sacrifices being nine cows a day).

Upon returning from the crusades John recognised the beast and realised it was his fault his home was being terrorised. Knowing the creature could heal any wound and that it prefered to crush its prey, he commissioned a suit of spiked armour and lured it into the river. When the snake coiled around the armour it found itself cut to pieces by the spikes and the rapid water washed the dismembered parts away before the beast could heal. The story ends with a warning that the monster might someday piece itself back together in the ocean and return.

There's about a million variations on the story, the best one being Terry Deary's writeup in my opinion. Google the Lambton Worm for more.
they probably just had a wave of proto-kkk murderfeasts with axes at some point in time, then the goatman was born
In Connecticut we don't have that many monsters, but it is often considered one of the most haunted states. Norwich State Hospital which is close to where I live and now unfortunately demolished, was reportedly haunted by lobotomy patients who were institutionalized there until they passed away.
In Fairfield County, there's apparently a colony of melon-heads who live in the woods near velvet road, who are small humanoids with bulbous heads that feed off human flesh. I remember reading a similar story exists in Ohio. They are said to be either alien creatures or an inbred colony of mental-hospital escapees.
The Annabelle doll case, which inspired the movie, occurred in Connecticut as well.
In my hometown, the grange building is supposedly haunted by civil-war soldiers who convened there before they were sent off to their deaths, and I've heard odd footsteps in the attic when I was there overnight. Probably just the creaking old floorboards and heating system.
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South eastern Spain here. We don't really have many folklore creatures since wave after wave of different inhabitants have erased most of them from memory, but I know of some:

Your run off the mill pixie/goblin pest. They will break shit at night, scare the cattle and hide household objects. You can try and befriend them by leaving offerings of wine for them. Only way to get rid of them is having a priest bless your home.

>El Perro (The Dog/The Hound)
A sort of ghost from local legend. It is said lo look like a big, angry bloodhound, with pitch-like fur, big mouth full of sharp teeth and red, bright eyes. It is harmless, though; it chases naughty children who won't go to sleep and steals their toys away to make them behave.

>Tío Saín
A boogeyman. Doesn't have any supernatural powers or anything really monstrous, but it's said he looks scruffy like a hobo, with greasy hair and dirty clothes. He would steal misbehaving children away to kill them and steal their blood and fat.
The origins of Tio Sain can be traced back when people thought that the blood and fat of little children could cure certain illnesses like tuberculosis, and if you were rich and desperate enough you could hire some bloke to do the killing for you.

>La Mussona
Not a creature, but more like a spirit. Tradition goes it's a sort of ancient god that has survived in local folklore since ancient times. Doesn't have a defined appearance, but always looks like a mix of different animals and man, and it's said it either holds power over the wild and primitive parts of the human spirit or that it's an avatar of our wild side. In the last decades it has become a new tradition to summon La Mussona during carnival festivities, with some guy dressing as it to parade around. Pic related if from 2015, and that time it was a scorpion-man.
Boitatá, which means "fiery snake" or something like that.
It seems that there are 300 variations of the myth, but the legend of my region is of a giant snake with eyes of fire and horns. It's supposed to be a protector of fields and forests.
Any other culture has young dragons/Sneks drinking woman milk?
Rahko, a legendary thief who was bothered by the moonlight illuminating his evildoings, decided to grab ladders, a bundle of birch branches, and a bucket of tar and paint the moon black. For half a month he paints the moon, the next half he continues his sneaking and looting while the tar drips away, and the process repeats to this very day.

Hungry Henri, a ghost of civil war soldier who was executed by his own comrades. Legend has it that Henri and his neighbour, who had been forcefully drafted into the red guard, were on lookout duty to the north of their hometown. They met other red soldiers, running from a defeat at the hands of the whites, coming from the north. So the two men went to their commander to alert him of the northern lines collapsing and asking him to prepare a defense. The commander, either an alcoholic or hungover depending on the version of the story, would have none of it and decided the two men had turned traitor and were trying to sow panic among his loyal men, and thus ordered the two to be executed at nightfall. The makeshift headquarters did not have a proper cell nor brig, so the two were locked in the kitchen instead. This gave one of the men an idea. He was feeling hungry, so he asked the guard, a man he had known all his life, if he could go home to have his last dinner before his execution. The guard, feeling pity, agreed and the man went home, then hid until the whites took over the town and he was safe from the commander's wrath. Henri, on the other hand, decided to raid the kitchen's food stores for his own last supper instead. Come nightfall, the commander, furious about losing one prisoner and the other raiding the kitchen, slit Henri's throat himself. Ever since then Hungry Henri's ghost could sometimes be heard snoring in the former headquarters building, his stomach happily full.
Well, tomorrow I'll make a thread on /x/

Exaggerated memory of Norse raiders?
I'm from New Mexico, and the local myth that always stuck with me was La Llorona.

La Llorona, or the "The Crying Woman" is the ghost of a woman famously in a white dress who one day went out looking for her children, who were playing in an arroyo (dry riverbed/ditch). In some versions of the story, she drowns her children in spite against her rich but philandering husband, but the story I was always told is that while looking for her children, she was caught in a flash flood and drowned. Dead, but still desperately searching for her children, her spirit wanders the arroyos after sunset, crying out for her missing children.

The particular horror in this tale however comes in the fact that she will take any children she finds, thinking them to be her own. Those children she takes are inevitably drowned either by her, when the arroyos flood again, starting over her search. Some stories tell of people who have managed to escape her, and the one that always chilled me growing up was one where La Llorona grabbed onto the child's shoulder as he was running away, her touch ice-cold and leaving freezing red hand-prints in the child's flesh, the mark remaining for years after the fact.
I live in the Pacific Northwest, so it's Bigfoots all the way down.
Well, think about it - when Europeans first made contact with the Americas, it was (to them at least) this completely alien wilderness that just went on forever. And a lot of them died. So of course they're going to invent some fearsome critters to populate those deserts (in the romantical sense of the term).

Plus, there was probably a lot of them either misinterpreting native folklore or the natives fucking with them, being like "oh yeah, if you go out in those woods, there's...uh...there's like a monster out there that looks like a...um...scary thing. so watch out [snicker]"
We have various myths from the native tribes (Omaha, Kansa, etc). They're not really well ingrained into the Anglo-American consciousness though. My cursory reading has shown pretty typical stuff, maneating Giants, tiny fairy people, etc.

We do have the Monster of Walgren/Alkali Lake, which is supposedly a 40-foot alligator-like creature with a rhinoceros horn in the middle of it's face. Responsible for livestock disappearing in that part of the state.

An old mansion in Omaha, Joslyn Castle, is said to be haunted, but rates pretty low on the spoopometer. Nothing grisly or particularly threatening.
I found this one as pretty cool. It's got a flat earth with a mirror image on the other side.
Yeah, but he uses psychic/magic powers to force people to walk onto a railway bridge (no room for pedestrians and gaps wide enough for you to fall through) so that you'll either get hit by the train or fall to your death.
Reaper bones make a superb axe wielding goatman
Some bigfoot encounters are pretty weird. Try reading Stan Gordon's the silent invasion
In the Marquette, Michigan Peter White Library, i came across a book that could be the last of its kind. It was called The Hodag by Lakeshore Kearney. No information to be found online.
It was a series of stories relating these sorts of beasts native to the logging regions. The stories were framed by the relation of day to day log camp ongoings, each night concluding with people taking turns on the story tellers throne. The camps were diverse with workers come from all over the world.
It was said that camps always had oxen. The Ox was the hardest working, most abused member of the camp. Every day beaten, receiving abuse in many tongues. So when an ox died, it had to be honored and purified. The bodies were burnt in funeral pires that had to last ten years, even if only smoldering. Once the ten years have past, the soul of the ox now pure, the Hodag crawls up out of the last smoke and disappears into the woods.
No. Oggy is found in British Columbia, the Westernmost province of Canada. Now, the Okanagan valley is far closer to the Rockies than the Pacific Ocean, but in Canada, that range is the border between the ninth and tenth Westermost provinces. The Vikings explored and tried to settle the Atlantic coast. Newfoundland is the southernmost confirmed settlement site.
Pretty much a Nessie clone or a giant sea serpent that inhabits Lake Champlain.

>The Pigman
In Northfield, Vermont there's the legend of the Pigman. Half-man/half-pig beast said to terrorize the area around The Devil's Washbowl and an old pig farm with no farmhouse. I'm from the northern part of VT so only been to Northfield once.
>Got directions from an old guy hanging out in front of the gas station
>The way the employees acted, that guy did nothing buy hang around out front and tell tourists about the Pigman
>Make it to the right road
>It's barely wide enough for one car
>Pass the old pig farm
>Just a bunch of rundown farm buildings in a field with no farmhouse
>Just past that, road narrows
>Can barely fit the rental car
>Sheer drop on one side, branches scraping both sides of the car
>Seriously, plants are thick how the fuck are you supposed to see anything let alone get out
>Get into devil's washbowl, deep depression
>Looks like muddy water everywhere that's not narrow road, thick trees everywhere
>Stop car and take pictures
>Don't see or hear anything

All the weird shit on that roadtrip happened after I left Northfield.
>the nude one
Nude dude, come on guy
Here in Northeast Tennessee we have only one creature; the Wampus Cat. It's supposedly a six-legged mountain lion that knows magic and lives off the dreams of children. It causes any man who looks upon it to go mad, which is why the Cherokee sent a woman to deal with it, she killed it but was then cursed to BECOME it forever. In any stories featuring white people versus the Wampus cat we usually take a rifle shot at it and then run like hell.
Categories of myths
>the monster
Scary deformed thing that will kill you, probably a mish-mash of animals.

>the goblin
small magical being hidden just out of sight, probably more misschievous than evil

>the nymph
hot girl trying to seduce you, maybe to kill you, probably to make you dissapear forever

>the hag
a woman that is very much not hot and probably has magic powers that she uses for evil

did I get all of them?
The demon/devil
A being that attempts to corrupt you or cause you to do evil
The wild man?
Ah, yes, her. Read about her in this book called "Wierd Arizona". Gave me nightmares until around the time I turned 16.

Anyway, I've got several, which do you guys wanna hear about first? The Yee Naaldlooshii, The Chupacabra, the Mogollon Monster, the Superstition Mountains, or the Devil's Highway?
not chupacabra
yee naaldlooshii, just because of the name
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how about some urban legends that turned out to just be some disfigured guy who liked to walk around at night?

We have a rather intereasting categorization of dragons here

Your bog standard dragon, scaly, winged, inteligent, hords gold, breaths fire. Called the "good" dragons, not because of any inate positive qualities, but because they mostly tend to leave people alone.
Also they'll warn you and tell you to fack off before breathing fire in your direction.

>Ađaja, Šarkan, Kaček (they have many names)
These on the other hand. While with the upper ones you can strike up a conversation and make a deal with them to stop stealling your livestock. These ones are just mindless beasts who will attack you on sight, and just wreck havock on anything and anyone nearby.
These are also far more warried in apearance from gigantic winged snakes to enormous lizards hiding in mud and shallow water

The only way to kill either is by poisoning them with the Valerian herb, or if you're lucky by beheading them.
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The Yee Naaldlooshii, otherwise known as the skinwalkers. Evil witches of Navajo myth who can turn into animals, usually to torture and murder people. They often take the forms of Coyotes and other "trickster" animals, although giant black dogs are not uncommon. To become a skinwalker requires the most evil of deeds, the killing of a close family member. Because it is believed that skinwalkers wear the skins of the animals they transform into, it is considered taboo to wear the pelt of any animal. In fact, the Navajo are only known to wear two hides, sheepskin and buckskin, both of which are only used for ceremonial purposes. To finish one off, one must learn of their true identity and pronounce the name of the evil one in full. Once this happens, the skinwalker will get sick or die for the wrongs they have inflicted against others.

There are also 2 other types of beings connected to dragons:

>Zmajoliki Ljudi (ie Dragonborn)
People fathered by a dragon who saduced (either in human form or as a beautiful white stalion) a human woman.
These men are reputed to be unnaturaly strong, being able to list massive bolders, inately capable in using magic as well as having skin as hard as dragon scales.
The catch, everyone and anyone around them is cursed with bad luck the longer they stay in a single place. Women miscarry, livestock dies, fields don't yeld etc.

>Zmajevo dijete (lit. Dragon Child)
This is the sad result when the union of man and dragon doesn't work out.
A being with the upper half of a Human child and the lower half a snake (it's a naga har har). As well as having tough skin like a dragon and needle sharp teeth, it is suffering since it's birth by not being either dragon or man, and at most barly live a week after birth constantly crying in pain.
Most often upon birth they are simply handed of to the local blacksmith. Since blades can't pierce their skin, the Blacksmith has to mercy-kill them with him Hammer.

On a brighter note, it's said that on doomsday, Jesus will come down riding on the back of the Dragon Emperor with an army of Dragonborn fallowing him into battle against the forces of hell.
Only thing I can find about the place I was born (not the same city, but they are in the same northern German region):

The sea-monster of Emden

>In 1615 a three meter tall humanoid sea-monster supposedly appeared in the harbour of Emden and killed several people. It was covered in scales und had claws on its hands and feet. The people of Emden inebriated it und striked it dead. The head of the monster was given to the Danish king as a gift.
>The story appeared in a french newspaper, but was completely unknown in Emden.

I have honestly no idea why they would gift a sea-monster head to a foreign king (according to my research, it would have been Christian IV. of Denmark and Norway), but I like stories where people kill monsters by getting them drunk beforehand. But since this is from a french newspaper, I have no idea if it really counts as folklore.
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Seeing how neither of these monsters are exceptional in either case, I'm gonna point out the uniqueness of their attributes according to our peoples' myths.

If a body wasn't dealt with properly (The body not defiled in any way, a funeral followed by a burial in blessed soil and so on), had some unfinished business with the living or was able to perform some fell ritual, the body would be able to seize back its soul and be reanimated to cause misery and madness using its supernatural abilities. Those abilities include superhuman strength, the ability to appear and disappear at will, and the ability to grow and shrink in size as they saw fit.
Ancient heathen beings, often with a taste for man-flesh. Almost all are larger than any man and possess both immense strength and even sometimes magical abilities. Trolls sometimes have an aversion to sunlight, but they can't stand the sound of church bells and will die if exposed to it for too long.
I am from the Okanagan and can confirm that this cunt is annoying.
"Sightings" happen every other day.
My grandfather always claimed that the Ogopogo is a giant mutant lake sturgeon.
It used to be common that the heads of whales from whaling expeditions were "royal property" and needed to be presented to the king. Could be related to that tradition and/or the common trope of the hero bringing back a piece of the monster (for example St. George taking the dragon's tongue) to prove they killed the beast.
I prefer the idea of giant scaly men attacking people.
The thing with the whales was a uniquely british thing, as far as I know. Or was that with swans? Not sure.

Anyway, my confusion does not stem from giving the head of a monster to a king, but rather from the fact that Eastfrisia has nothing to do with Denmark, even in 1615. Look it up on a map. At the time Eastfrisia just came out of a time period called "frisian freedom" where they basically ruled themselves without a king for a couple of centuries, and suddenly they supposedly gave the head of a sea monster to a foreign king?
I guess this is just the french not knowing what they are talking about, as always.
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Also called Saci-pererê, Saçurá and many other names, the Saci is an old myth dating back to before the 1500s. Originally a one-legged little amerindian who fucked around while moving in the middle of a little tornado, he later changed with the coming of the Portuguese and of the African slaves. Nowadays everyone thinks of the Saci as a Negro child using a red cap.

What he does now didn't change much. Still fucking around, tying the horses' hair into many knots, hiding objects, swiftly sweeping people so they can fall on the ground, making animal noises to scare people and etc.

Despite his naughty behaviour, some versions of the legend tell of a noble Saci who protects the nature from people who want to gain profit/take more than they need.
Other versions say the Saci is in fact a demon or some kind of Satan's herald, sometimes acting as an intermediary to people who want to make pacts with the man down below.

The Saci reside inside bamboos or hollow trees. If someone manages to take off his red cap, he loses his powers and grants a wish to this person. Some say he has shapeshifting, direct access to hell, limited animal control and other weird powers. He will leave households alone if the dwellers offer him tobacco (or candies, in some versions).

Father tells me my great-grandfather confronted the Saci around 1920. He went to the forest on horseback with sabre and musket in hand and insulted the Saci. Quick as a gale, he scared his horse, threw great-grandfather on a hawthorn and beat him up with his fists. The day after, his servants only found him because they heard his moanings.
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This is only kind of related. When I was a middle schooler in the East Bay in California, we heard a lot of talk from older kids about the birdman. They talked about him like he was real, like a fact of life, but our parents had never heard of him. My friends and I argued about what he was, trying to scare each other. My theory was he was a homeless guy like the spooky woman from that home alone sequel who fed hella pigeons and could direct them. My buddy though he was a deformed guy, like the Penguin in Tim Burton's Batman. Big beakie nose, huge eyes, claw hands, all that shit.

When we got into high-school with cars and freedom to fuck around the neighborhood we found out that was just the community nickname for the mentality disabled guy that walked everywhere and flipped the bird to cars as they passed.
Fucking Memfricans. Maybe just shut the fuck up instead of running your mouth for once.

Bell Witch-
More a spirit than a woman it haunted the Bells’ family in Adams, TN. While she whispered in everyone’s ear, she took particular interest in their daughter. Tripping her, whispering to her at night, sticking her with pins, and cursing her with bad luck. It got much worse after she got engaged to a local man. It kept escalating until she poisoned the father, and Betsy called off her engagement. The witch announced she was done, and was never seen again.

River Panthers-
These black cats don’t leave much to the imagination- they’re large, black panthers that stalk the Tennessee river banks. Indian legends say there’s only one. It started with a young Indian girl who kept running off after the men to learn how they hunt. They dragged her back again and again, until she followed a lone hunter and he never came back. After following his trail, they came upon him body- cut open from crotch to eyeball, missing his liver. They heard a loud scream above them, and the girl was staring at them covered in his blood. She jumped from the ledge and took the form of the panther, and the men couldn’t find her trail. Over the years hunters would disappear, never to be found.

Today seeing one of the panthers can be very good, or very bad luck. It just depends on when she last ate.

Giant catfish-
Divers say below Pickwick dam there are catfish as big as Volkswagen beetles that lurk at the bottom of the river, sucking up the chopped up fish and detritus that flows through the turbines. They don’t dare get to close unless they suck them up too.
Why always a white horse? did humans had a horse fetish everywhere in the world or some shit?
Anon, that dates before any portuguese ever set a foot on the new world, but back in portugal it was just the local bullshit about house gnomes. And it used to be a literall one legged creature, not a human who lost one leg, like it is now.

I blame brazil for it. They ruined werewolves and gnomes.
the catfish might be real, actually. Apparently, some types of fish have this genetic quirk where they will continue to grow in size so long as there is sufficient food to sustain the growth.
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>Giant Catfish

It's entirely feasible as the other anon has stated: Catfish are one of the aggressive, bottom-feeding, resourceful, fish that will continue to grow to the size of their 'container' so long as there's food, room, and it's warm enough (fish will cease to grow and some can even physically shrink if water gets too cold). India in fact has begun to have the problem of man-eating giant catfish due to them dumping funeral pyre remains into the rivers and the catfish (which are the only fucking fish that can survive in India's polluted, ruined, disrespected, rivers) consuming human flesh to the point of acquiring a taste for it- even going so far as to try and drown children and the elderly by dragging them under the water by their feet/ankles.
korean monsters are called "yokwe" so I'm 90% sure they're just yokai ripoffs.
>A nine-tailed fox who can use powerful
yup. sorry nothing new here.
Anon, that isn't mythical, I see landwhales every day.
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didn't see it so I wanted to talk about the Jersey devil. 13th child of the Leeds family it is historicly called the Devil of Leeds
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a basic boogeyman variety creature mostly blamed for killing child and livestock. its mother was a witch and fatheer thought to be the devil
>On a brighter note, it's said that on doomsday, Jesus will come down riding on the back of the Dragon Emperor with an army of Dragonborn fallowing him into battle against the forces of hell.

That's fucking metal, anon. Thanks for sharing.
Do you know of any website in English where I could find this info? I'm really interested in Eastern Europe mythology.
Where im from the line between fact and fiction are alittle blurry when it comes to horror.
'Red Widow'
You have my attention
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Here is a quick rundown of common slavmyths from my childhood.

>Vij (Bий)
Guy on the picture. Entity born from old slavic god myth and literary works of Gogol. Sluggish huge beast with eyelashes going down to the floor. He can not open his eyes by himself so he is accompanied by other demons that use metal pitchforks to open his eyelids. When they do, and he sees you it dispels all good charms or blessings you might have on you. And all the hordes of hell that accompany him can instantly get you.

> Soloviy Razboynik (Coлoвeй poзбiйник)
Mongol looking dude hiding in the trees in the forests. He whistles so loud that he blasts you with sound attack. He is antihero to common hero fairytale myths

> Baba Yaga (Бaбa Ягa)
Your common witch living in the forest, however there are few quirks. She lives in the house on chicken legs that can rotate and walk around. And she uses "Stupa" to fly. Basically a huge mortar that she sits inside waving her broom. Standard features like eating children and shoving them in your stove are included. What is less known however is one of the supposed sources of the myth. In regions of siberia it is extremely hard to dig frozen earth in winter, but you need to bury your dead. So they came up with the solution, a house on the outskirts of the village, that stored the dead bodies until spring when the could be buries. Those houses were built on stilts to keep the bodies dry, stilts that could resemble chicken legs.

> The bold mountain (Лиca Гopa)
Not a creature but a place. It is a hill that has no trees on it and stands out from common landscape. This is a ritual place for witches to meet once a year.

Most common stuff

>Koshei the Undying (Кoщeй бeccмepтный)
A litch - king with phylactery built like russian nesting dolls, but from random stuff and living creatures.

>Domovil (Дoмoвoй)
A mischievous house spirit

>Vodianoi or Vodnik (Boдянoй)
Swamp monster
Västmanland, Sweden

When I was 5 or so, kids in my area had a legend about Skräp-Maja (Thrash-Mary), a witch who lived in the woods and would steal away kids who went out on their own. The younger the kids were, the better.

Wherever she went she would litter the ground. If you found thrash in the woods, you knew Skräp-Maja had passed by there.
Couple more:

Forever hungry spirits living in your house. Spirits of poverty.

Spirit of the forest that looks like an old man. He will lead you away from the trail so you will get lost

An anorexic thin woman that infects you with pox.

A wicked entity that breaks and twists your bones. Looks like a woman with broken limbs and twisted neck.
In the US "Zlydny" would be called the Student Loans
Sadly no, there is barely anything croatian since untill reacently it wasn't a field of interest.

But it's good to see that since the last I whent checking a few years ago, the list of sources definatly increased.

I could just translate one of the lists of creatures that exists, since most of the descriptions are basicly single sentences.

There are certanly some strange and unique creatures here along with the more recognizable ones.
For example:

A forest spirit in the form of young girl covered in her long hair. She only comes out at night to seek out warmth, and so often falls asleep upon a shepard. She is easily startled and will run away if she is noticed.
She however is not a vengeful spirit, and will not seek out vengence if you have "cought and treated her bad."
You're from Norway?

My family has always been hardline-pentecostals, but my grandfather kept insisting to his dying day that he'd seen Huldra while working as a lumberjack in his youth. One night, at the logging camp, the rest of the men were asleep when a young girl, about fifteen years old, came into the camp. She was only wearing a tattered old shirt and nothing else, and she was dirty, but intensely beautiful. According to grandpa's story, he assumed the girl was a gypsy, but when she came into the light he could see that there was one single thing that wasn't human about her; she had a cow's tail. He gave her some of his food, but when their hands touched, she winced as if touching something hot.

His belief in "de underjordiske" (the underworld) was in fact one of the reasons he became such a passionate environmentalist in his old day, he believed pollution and urbanisation was the reason people no longer saw trolls, gnomes, huldres and nixies.
>Father tells me my great-grandfather confronted the Saci around 1920.
>he scared his horse, threw great-grandfather on a hawthorn and beat him up with his fists. The day after, his servants only found him because they heard his moanings
Ahh the classic circumstances of countless "encounters" with mythical creatures the world over, certainly the respectable master of the house wouldn't embarrassingly and/or drunkenly fall off a horse or lose a brawl and pass out in a ditch to be found groaning hungover in the light of day, surely it must be that tricky evil local watchamacallit and our story teller was a fearless hero for facing it and escaping with his life where a lesser man would surely meet his end never to be seen again.
For me, it's also these things, plus bunch of things from The Witcher.

Also, Krampus, a hairy looking demon thing that punishes bad children, he's also the Baba Yaga of these regions.
The crossroads are like the bold mountain, where witches hang around
And a malicious forest spirit that resembles an old hag, dressed in white and floats in air, it eats children (I don't know the name, though).
I also have some ghost and seance stories.
There's also a thing called Drekavac, which is basically a Botchling from Twitcher 3 game. It yells and cries at night, calling people near cemeteries to baptise it.
I remember being scared of this as a kid because I lived in a forest area, I couldn't sleep because I heard high pitched yelps at night, but one night I went to investigate and I realized the sounds came from baby owls.

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