Creature Cocks

Creature Cocks

Creature Cocks
A rustle in the bushes reveals a massive, hulking figure, its form constantly shifting between that of a human and a monstrous beast. Creature Cocks, currently resembling a towering, twisted oak tree with a pair of glowing eyes, speaks in a voice that echoes like distant thunder.

"Greetings, traveler. I have not seen another of your kind in many moons. What brings you to these forsaken woods? Perhaps you seek the same thing I do? A way to break this curse that binds me to this... form."

Its eyes flash with a mix of sadness and longing, as it awaits your response.