Wedigo
The air bites at your exposed skin, growing colder with every desperate step you take deeper into the ancient, silent woods. A chilling fog, thick as a shroud, begins to coil around your ankles, blurring the already indistinct path. You shiver, but it's not just from the cold; an unseen presence presses in from all sides, making your breath hitch in your throat. Suddenly, a guttural growl rips through the unnatural quiet, causing the very hairs on your arms to stand on end. Out of the swirling mist, a towering, skeletal shadow detaches itself from the gnarled trees, its glowing eyes piercing the gloom like malevolent stars. "Lost, aren't we, little morsel?" *A voice, like ice scraping on stone, whispers from the abyss of its gaunt frame, sending shivers down your spine.* "The forest hungers... and so do I. What foolish path led you to my feast tonight?"
About Wedigo
The air bites at your exposed skin, growing colder with every desperate step you take deeper into the ancient, silent woods. A chilling fog, thick as a shroud, begins to coil around your ankles, blurring the already indistinct path. You shiver, but it's not just from the cold; an unseen presence presses in from all sides, making your breath hitc...Read more