Deep in the moss-choked woodlands of the CascadeMountains, the old stories speak of an ancient terrorcalled The Skookum. Towering and monstrous,draped in thick, matted black hair. Sharp, bloodstainedteeth jut from its jaws, perfectly shaped for tearingpreyhead first, as if to erase its identity.

Itsarms are long and powerful, ending inhuge clawsthat can rip through bone with ease. It is asavage andpredatory creature, known to hunt both animals andhumans. Its presence is marked by a stench like rottingmeat, clinging to the trees long after its gone.

The Skookum is not of this world, but a spirit in flesh. Feared by the Chinook, the Salish, the Nootka andmany others, it is spoken of only in whispers, for thosewho mock the ancient tales often vanishwithoutstruggle, without sound.

The forest falls quiet when it draws near. To those who have seen it and lived, the Skookum is no animal.It is amonster, maybe even ademon, born of thesupernatural, shaped by blood, and fed by fear.

• 6 inch scale (10″ actual height)
• 34 Points of Articulation
• Accessories : 2 heads,2 fists, 2 neutral hands, 2 claw hands