Whistlenovas are tiny, melodic cryptids known for whistling through chives at dawn. Common and often mistaken for groundhogs or birds, these garden guardians weave music into the morning air. Learn their habits, rituals, and how to welcome their playful presence into your herbal patch.
Discover the secret life of Hobgoblins. Meticulous, broom-loving guardians of oregano. These elusive domestic cryptids tidy kitchens, test your spice rack, and leave behind the faint scent of oregano when they’re pleased. Learn how to spot them, honor them, and invite their quiet magic into your home.
In the quiet of home gardens and rural backyards, where gardeners toil and plants flourish, there lurk two mischievous brothers known collectively as Curt and Rod. Sharing a single bucket-shaped body, they are a rare and troublesome sight, causing chaos wherever their peculiar feet tread.
In the shadowy stillness of sacred spaces, the cryptid known as David Atkins. Part man, part bird, recites muddled scripture from rooftops and bell towers. But when mugwort smoke fills the air, his chaotic sermons coalesce into fleeting moments of profound wisdom.
In the hidden corners of homes and nurseries, where stuffed animals are cherished companions, lurks a far less comforting presence, the Bandlewhips. These sinister gremlins have long haunted the edges of childhood, weaving fear into the fabric of bedtime tales.
The Dockside Wanderer. Sir Fisherton is a curious creature, blending into the shadows beneath sea docks and sifting through refuse in dark alleys. Often mistaken for a rat or raccoon, his true nature becomes apparent upon closer observation. He sports a fish-like visage and carries himself with a peculiar dignity, favoring the areas where tourists bustle above, yet few dare tread below.
The Trinket Collector: The Poultry Hag is not your typical witch. She wanders the lands in ragged robes, unseen by most, but her presence is always hinted at by the sudden disappearance of small, shiny objects. Her minions, a flock of clever birds disguised as ordinary avian, serve as her scouts and thieves. They snatch anything that glimmers, keys, rings, coins, and carry these treasures back to her hidden lair.
The Mischievous Weather Witch. Legends say that on the sunniest of days, when laughter echoes across the valley, she may wave her staff and call forth an unexpected storm just to see the chaos unfold. Conversely, on a dreary, rain-soaked morning, her fancy might lead her to part the clouds and bathe the land in warmth and light. Her influence is as fleeting as her attention span, leaving only puzzled villagers and drenched picnic baskets in her wake.
The Bellbolirumes are tiny, bell-sized cryptids with a work ethic as thin as their patience is short. They nest in the unseen spaces of human homes, between walls, beneath floorboards, inside attic beams, anywhere they can be close enough to steal warmth without lifting a claw to earn it.
