Snowrog

The dreaded Snowrog did not speak, but only roared. At least that's what I can surmise given the introduction of the great beast.

Snowrog Introduction

Fierce gusts of wind wreath about it and snow swirls in its aura

Its frozen mane shimmers, and chilled air fogs behind it

Its left hand made of fingers of tongue-affixing icicles

Its right a fist like that of a densely packed snowball

The Snowrog focuses on you with an icy-cold glare

And bellows a roar more thunderous than an avalanche