Posterra was under so many external influences that the natural course of evolution had to give way to the many curious and seemingly impossible lifeforms. Some came from various expedition crews of alien explorers. Others were made by the lunatic touch of the Dreadwake fog, that allow the unreal to exist, pressing hard on boundaries of 'what can be'. Then you have magical being, brought into life with aetherflesh of the ancient wizardry or through arcane knitting of alchemists desires. Strange is normal in Posterra and the spindy, out of balance Rojak Runner is an example of it. Armless. Faceless. With exposed uncanny organ that forms the source of their life, these graceless but still nimble and fast creatures stalk the various realms in seemingly no purpose, defending themselves in an esoteric way of forcing every other living entity into state of absolute apathy, seemingly shattering all motivation and driving force in others. Why and for what end? It is not known.