Gargoyle

A flying stone Other that acts as a watchdog.<ref>A gargoyle.

More animal than person, it had a jutting jaw and hair that was carved out of stone. Its eyes glowed. It had horns, claws, and wings, with spikes down its spine.

It was perched on the edge of the roof, above the back door where Duchamps were filing into the house. Its head swept from one side to another, moving like a security camera might. Except this security camera was attached to something the size of a small car. - Excerpt from Execution 13.8</ref> They're fast flyers for fleshless fiends.<ref>“Could- couldn’t turn. Or he’d get me. Used my Evan-mojo, dodge. Kept having to fly away. Saw a chance, space in trees, big enough for me. Not him. Turned, flew here. Thank you, thank you. Good mermaid.”

“Bleugh,” Green Eyes said, dropping the gargoyle. “It’s not meat.” - Excerpt from Execution 13.3</ref> They are similar to Homonculi,<ref>“It smells like bad meat,” Green Eyes said.

The thing’s ear twitched. Its head turned, quicker eliciting a grinding noise, like the roll of a tire over gravel, yet audible from two hundred feet or so away.

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“It-” Green Eyes tried, testing, her voice even quieter. When it didn’t react, she whispered, “Smells like the little things back at the house.”

Homunculus? - Excerpt from Execution 13.8</ref> likely artifically created.

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