Ghosts
The restless spirits that roam the halls of Caswell Manor are tragic souls, doomed to repeat their darkest moments again and again. They appear as translucent, pale figures that drift through corridors and seep through walls, mostly oblivious to Amelia and her problems. However, once Amelia makes contact with the spirits, they unleash a flurry of violent spiritual attacks. Their years spent wandering has left most without memory, without speech and without a shred of sanity. Although only a select few, powerful ghosts have the ability to cause physical damage, the spiritual attacks the others employ can still have deeply debilitating effects. Perhaps the greatest skill in their arsenal is the ability to force their own pain upon Amelia, creating an echo of their tormented existences that would eventually drive even the sanest of people to hysteria.
Demons
The many demons and fae creatures that roam the island housing the manor house are recounted in various Celtic and Roma myths and legends. Their habits and appearances differ greatly, so instead here are a few examples of the creatures hell-bent on torturing Amelia.
The Slaugh were once spirits of the restless dead, mostly sinners and the like who, upon their deaths were rejected by heaven, hell, the gods and the earth itself. No one would offer them forgiveness or refuge and so they took to stalking the night, flying in the western skies like flocks of crows, eager to feast. It is said that they would target the sick and the frail, those closer to death, and steal away their souls and eat their flesh before departing back into the night sky. The Slaugh of Caswell Manor appear as grotesque deformities of men, who’s skin has grown pale as the moon while jet black feathers grow about their bodies. Their feet are clawed, and their heads and arms have elongated into tusks of solid bone, the latter of which are thick with feathers, allowing them to fly. They are often drenched in the blood of their victims, having no hands with which to clean themselves.
The Ciohano, vampiric creatures of Roma legend, were said to be beings of beauty and grace that would target lonely, but attractive men and women and seduce them. In the night as their lovers slept, the Ciohano would feed on their blood and depart before the morning came. The lovers of these creatures would then become Ciohano themselves upon their deaths, but only if their bodies were carried over the thresholds of their homes. Many Roma families became knowledgeable of the Ciohano and resorted instead to creating holes in the walls of their homes with which to carry the bodies of their dead through and made rites and spells over their graves, preventing more from rising. Now, their numbers dwindling and victims few and far between, the Ciohano of the island bear little resemblance to the seductive beauties of legend. Feral and thirsty, the Ciohano lurk silently in shadow, unspeaking and unmoving until their prey is in sight and vulnerable. Their frail forms may be easy to break, but the Ciohano display a speed and ferocity unknown to man, and the beauty they once had is hidden under blood stained skin and pearlescent eyes.
