They had the top half of a centaur, but fewer and clumsier
legs. They were slower than sauropods, and kept getting trampled under them. They
had neither the artistic nor scientific know-how of gremlins; the few golems they built were uninventive
knock-offs. They had the sex
drives of imps, without their carnal creativity. Their offerings in entertainment were few.
They were susceptible to influenza, tentacalia or vampirism.
And they made woefully generic vampires, the only new trait being that some of the young ones sparkled. There was nothing special about their immune systems. Succubae and incubae could
eat them by the bed-load. At best, they were junk food.
In many ways it was a two-eyed cyclops, lacking their size and strength, but including their gluttony and cruelty, and thereby leaving them socially unappealing.
Really, they were generous to let the humans live. It’s
sheer luck they took over the world.
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