Reveners are demons that reanimate corpses. This revener is weaker than most: it can only animate one corpse at a time, and it does not seek to terrify. Far from it – it wants humans to desire, and to pledge themselves, to its beautiful bodies. Order: Vessel of Iniquity Infernal Might: 10 Characteristics: (human form) Int 0, Per…
Read MoreCanon Alberic’s Familiar
For me, one of the basic questions to ask about the demon in Canon Alberic’s Scrap-book is: what does it think it is doing when it puts its hand on the table? Why not, for example, just strangle the narrator from behind? I suggest it is because the creature is bound in service to whomever…
Read MoreChaucer’s Demonic Bailiff Statistics
In The Friar’s Tale this creature is sometimes called a “summoner”. This just means a court bailiff in the story, so I’m using that term to avoid confusion with mystical summoners.
Read MoreAsh-Tree Spider Statistics
The ash tree spiders are the hidden villains of an M.R. James story previously covered by the podcast.
Read MoreDunsany’s Puritanical Devil
Statistics for a creature previously described in a Dunsany story.
Read MoreThe President of the Exiles’ Club
Statistics for the creature previously mentioned in a Dunsany episode.
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Death and the Orange
Dunsany: Death and the Orange Two dark young men in a foreign southern land sat at a restaurant table with one woman. And on the woman’s plate was a small orange which had an evil laughter in its heart. And both of the men would be looking at the woman all the time, and they…
Read MoreThe Beloved Demon of the Ebony Frame
Statistics for the creature in The Ebony Frame.
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The Room in the Tower by E.F. Benson
A third story about a haunted painting *** It is probable that everybody who is at all a constant dreamer has had at least one experience of an event or a sequence of circumstances which have come to his mind in sleep being subsequently realized in the material world. But, in my opinion, so far…
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The Ebony Frame by E. Nesbit
To be rich is a luxurious sensation—the more so when you have plumbed the depths of hard-up-ness as a Fleet Street hack, a picker-up of unconsidered pars, a reporter, an unappreciated journalist—all callings utterly inconsistent with one’s family feeling and one’s direct descent from the Dukes of Picardy. When my Aunt Dorcas died and left…
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Games From Folktales 