Lady May is a tiny but formidable cryptid known for her fierce protection of dried minced onion. Often spotted near prairie gardens and laundry lines, she’s grumpy, sharp-tongued, and never without her floral hat. If your spices go missing or your linens smell like onion and fennel, she may be to blame—or to thank.
Peanut Head is a small cryptid with a peanut-shaped noggin and a love for Dust of Onion. Skittish but harmless, it scuttles through pantries and root cellars, leaving behind whispers, giggles, and the unmistakable scent of sautéed secrets.
Dibblepots are gentle prairie-dwelling cryptids known for washing and scenting laundry with fennel. If your linens return cleaner than you left them—or disappear entirely—it might just be the work of a Dibblepot, humming by the creek in a wide straw hat.
Tummleeches, the forest’s most fearsome chef, wanders with a cauldron for a body and a bone ladle in hand. He brews soups from the forgotten, seasoned always with Dust of Chili—and he may offer you a taste, if you're lucky... or not.
Every winter, whispers of Grýla drift down from the mountains—an ancient witch with a hunger for mischief and misbehaving children. But there’s a fiery secret to keeping her and her brood at bay: Flame of Cayenne.
Bell Bottoms are grotesque cryptids that bait travelers to the water’s edge with mimicry and malice. Recognized by their bell-shaped bodies and foul scent, they haunt reeds and docks at dusk. Fortunately, Dust of Mustard sends them fleeing. Learn their signs, stories, and weaknesses in this chilling entry from Erbellum’s cryptid catalog.
Trossils are wandering spirits of scorched earth and memory, known for their slow march through smoke and their aversion to sweetness. Said to be formed of ash and silence, they appear where endings go unresolved. Discover how Ash of Paprika fuels their presence and how to walk beside them without getting lost.
Dremliks are absurd, theatrical beings who twist your dreams just enough to leave you curious. Often appearing in the space between sleep and waking, they feed on confusion and humor, leaving behind dried parsley in their wake. Learn their signs, behaviors, and how to court their nonsense without inviting chaos.
Psychopomps are gentle spirit guides who appear during life’s most sacred thresholds—birth, death, and deep transformation. Known to move in silence and scent, they are drawn to the sweet sharpness of anise. Learn their behaviors, rituals, and how to honor their presence with a handful of seeds and a quiet room.
Cicada Lurkers look like oversized insects, but their goal isn't noise—it's disruption. Drawn to flickering lights and homes in disarray, these cryptids unsettle your rhythm and sap your focus. Fortunately, they fear only one thing: turmeric. Learn their habits, behaviors, and how to send them scattering with one simple spice.
Monk Nobbin is no myth. He’s a real, duck-faced monk devoted to citric acid. Wrapped in robes and bound by the Vow of Fizz, he travels citrus groves and bulk food aisles alike, blessing the sour with song and silence. Learn his rituals and how to honor him with each tart sip.
