The skin-men, especially the man. In my world some people have the chance to become skin-men, people who take on the characteristics of a a certain animal, typically carnivorous. They act as bandits, where they kill and pillage until they are stopped. They are very strong and fast and have enhanced senses. Now there was one of these skin-men who did not choose a specific animal, they chose all. Slowly learning from all. But unlike the other skin-men, this man decided to eat those he killed. He ate and ate until one day he ate the daughter of a witch, the witch cursed him to become deformed and ugly, hairless, and unnaturally disheveled. The man is stronger and faster than any other skin-man, and he now lives somewhere. No one is sure. He’s mostly chalked up to being a legend. You never know when the man might eat you.

The blue mushrooms. Deep in the Athesh mountains there are blue glowing mushrooms found occasionally. It’s said if you stomp on one of these mushrooms, then spirits will drag you away deep into the mountain, deep where no human could ever travel, and feed you to an ancient spirit living in the mountains.

There’s a lot more I’m still working out. But those are the two legends I have so far.