Humanoid race closely resembling humes, save for the small horns atop their heads. Diminutive in size, even adults grow no larger than Hume children. Unable to breathe untreated air, they must wear filtering masks to survive. The greater part of baknamy live in poverty, and their frequent association with criminal activities has led to much prejudice and hatred of their people among hume society.
A truth: Things there are in this world not meant to exist in harmony with one another, whether they be so close as to touch, or so far as to never know of the other's being. Actions were taken in defiance of this truth, and indeed, they stirred the imagination of the world, yet only served to hasten the inevitable end. Who can say this is not the preferable outcome?
Listen! A village there was between the mountains and the sea. It was a peaceful village, yet with one abiding fear: a great wolf that had come to live in the forest nearby. None knew when or whence this violent beast had come, yet his howls crept over cobblestone and rang in the rafters, setting the villagers to trembling. Yet the wolf howled not to threaten, but for loneliness. Indeed, he sought the friendship of the villagers, not their flesh.
A hunter from the village came, and saw the wolf, and understood its cry. So he sought to help the beast. "Wolf, do you know why you are feared? It is because your aspect is frightful to us." The wolf asked what he might do to amend this, upon which the hunter replied, "Wolf, I shall cast a magick upon you so that you might have the form of a man." And by the time the hunter finished speaking, the wolf had indeed been transformed. The wolf thanked him, but the hunter gave him a warning, saying, "You are a man only in appearance. Know this: you must never speak, for you are a wolf, and that is the way things should be.
The wolf that walked as a man left the forest and went into the town. His new face glowed with joy, for now he would have friends. The people on the street viewed this stranger with suspicion at first, yet his smile won him their trust and welcome. The wolf was moved by the smiles they returned him, for he had never seen men showing anything but fear. Yet he did not speak, for that is the way things should be. So was this a joyous time for the wolf. But soon it grew dark. The wolf returned to the forest, a wolf, no longer a man. That night he did not howl, but drifted off to sleep thanking the hunter who had given him such a wonderful day. And the hunter saw the wolf, and he was glad.
Listen! A village there was between the mountains and the sea. A peaceful village, for fear was dead, slain by the proud hunter whose blood-song sounded over cobblestone and rang in the rafters, easing the villagers' fitful sleep. And the hunter did not doubt, nor did he cease his song ...until the day a great pack of wolves descended on the village. For that was the way things should be.
Baknamies can be tough if they outnumber the party, from four Baknamies to the possible maximum number of seven Baknamies at a time. In Necrohol of Nabudis, Baknamy groups are considered a threat since the Oversoul may appear alongside them if a specific number of enemies in the entire map area has been defeated.
Baknamies have varying equipment, and thus may have different stats and abilities. Some have maximum effect capacity magicks, namely the Pyromania (Fire-elemental) and Sandstorm (Lightning-elemental). Using magick during the abilities will be delayed and thus turns the tide of battle to their favor. Based on their equipment, Baknamies may have the equipment benefit and abilities like how the character would equip them.
Baknamies can use Fangs, which unlike their corresponding magicks, may deal heavier damage but with lower hit chance. If one of the Baknamies detects one of the characters, the other invisible Baknamies in the mini-map will rush towards the hustle. Despite their toughness and endurance, Baknamies are not persistent in chasing down the party and will soon return to their spawning area.