The num-si-pode. There’s a myth from Brazil where men who loiter alone at night by town lanterns are approached by a beautiful lady in a ghostly white dress. She asks him to light her cigarette, and if he tarries to pull out a match, she suddenly grows so tall that she’s able to light her own cigarette on the lantern before she devours him. Apparently the myth was born from a fear of the then new technology of gas lamps. This is a piece for my husband who may or may not be designing a slew of playable Pathfinder races based on South American mythological creatures. He’ll color her in the future.










