Boilut

A nausiating rush of fetid wind washes over you in the twilight, the toll of a resonating bell, and suddenly you're eye to eye with a stunted figure that vibrates and shifts in place without moving. Three black eyes stare at you with a malevolent mania with dully glowing yellow irises. A mass of black tendrils adorns its head where hair should be. Its dome-like head seems to be directly attached to its broad, robust body with no visible neck. Several lengths of heavy fabric are wrapped around its body and hang loosely from its shoulers and arms and seem wet with some dark liquid. You can feel the creature's eyes continue to stare you down.

Divine Classification

Volsun Demon