size: "huge" creature
The battlefield is covered in blood. Some old, some new and all you can hear is laughing. A weird high pitched cackling that will never leave your mind till the end of your days... Even after that, you fear it will haunt you. The sources that mindless sound is before you. Covered in scavenged pieces of shields and other armor pieces. Hunched over his latest slaughter, the three-headed flail, dripping with fresh carnage. His face gruesomely deformed info a permanent smile. His body toned with leathery hide and fur. You hide with in a pile of corpses, praying to any god that might be still out there watching over this massicar.