It was a cold evening. The sun was just setting in the west and the shadows loomed eerily away from it. From those shadows many creatures of the night crawled forth to plaugue the town as they did every night. Once they awoke they would assualt any foolish townsfolk that were still outside and devour them in such a way that they remained alive untill after the creautes were full. It seems that a meal that screams and squirms is somehow more tasty then a slowly cooling corpse.
The townspeople refered to the creatures as the Nangun. They were small creatures but made up for ther size in ferocity. they had thick scales covering their whole body, razor sharp teeth and a tail that ended in a sickle shaped blade. They hunted in packs and were good at it.
Their way of hunting was simple yet undeniably effective. Once they had found a townsperson out late they would quickly surround him or her. then the Nangun behind the person would swing his tail and neatly sever the hamstring tendon. Unable