Hetmalisko is in the house!
Added 2020-07-18 07:23:12 +0000 UTC“And now, without further ado, let the games begin!” Across from us, a steel portcullis lurched up with a shriek, but instead of discharging more pitiful prisoners, a deafening bellow rang out. The ground vibrated and trembled as monsters exploded from a connecting ramp and onto the sands. “Hailing from the Dark Wood on the edge of the First Circle,” the announcer said, “welcome the Hetmalisko!”
For a second, my mind reeled, unsure what I was seeing, or what I was supposed to do. These creatures—two of them, each the size of a semi—were equal parts T. rex and houseplant. Seriously. Towering reptilian creatures built entirely of rotten leaves, twisting vines, dense bark, and wicked thorns. Friggin’ Tree-Rexes is what they were. Shit. And holy crap were they mad as hell. They charged our group, giant claws tearing great ruts in the earth, their maws stretched wide. Yay for my life.
Treeeeee Rex!
Somewhere a cup of water is rippling.
DONT MOVE!
(Cue that bellowing roar!)
From the pages of Yancy 5, Brimstone Blues
