Ojáncana are a race of cyclopean giants with very bad temper and a shitty attitude. An ojáncanu's face is round, its skin is wrinkly and jaundiced, its reddish hair is long and thick, and males sport knee-lenght beards of a vivid crimson. Its single eye, in the middle of the forehead, is alight like a candle. An ojáncanu may wear a dirty sheepskin or clothe itself only with its own mane and beard, smeared with bear lard.

Ojáncana are lonely and fiercely territorial. They make their lairs in deep caves, whose entrances they close with a large boulder.

The ojáncanu is petty and sadistic, and hates everyone. It also believes itself smarter than it actually is. The combination of these two traits results on seemingly random acts of mischief targeted at anyone unlucky enough to live in or near what an ojáncanu has claimed as its territory. Ojáncana knock trees down, obstruct fountains, steal sheep, kidnap people (without knowing well what to do with them afterwards), kill poultry and cattle, scatter large rocks over pasture land, or dig small ravines with its innate magic, or curse the cattle to cripple it.

They are also gifted with the ability to polymorph themselves, which they normally use only for petty evil too. The ojáncanu might appear as an elderly beggar and ask for a place to stay the night, then while everyone is asleep it kills the farm animals, or steals or breaks anything that looks valuable, then disappears before dawn. It may also transform into a sturdy tree next to a road, then wait until a carriage passes by and fall down on top of the horses or oxes. Instinct: To fuck up with people.