Slumbering within caves, these massive monoliths of muscle live to destroy anything that moves. When reared up on their clawed hind legs they stand at a staggering 9 ft tall. Even when hunched over on their massive arms, they still tower over the usual adventurer. Their horns are caked in the blood of their previous victims including the ones on their back. They decorate their bald heads with glittering gemstones they find while patrolling the depths. Their 3 glowing red eyes that peer out from the darkness are a sign to anyone they should have turned back long ago. Their flesh regenerates from any attack unless dealt with fire or acid. Instinct: To Smash

• Hurl Something or Someone
• Undo the effects of an attack (unless caused by a weakness, your call)
• Gore the weak on its horns
• Tear them limb from limb