Lore 3

Fumes of spirits, acidic in nature, green bubble out of the pit behind the castle. Layers and layers of mysterious flowers and plants crust over the ground around the lake to make it into a rubbery mound.
The beast itself is slippery and gangrenous, it fills the entire lake, creating a tent of bitter membrane while under water, and out of water it resembles a great sick dark being like a large old dog, staring at you strikingly with it’s one big eye.

Skin: Icy but with the coarse quality, like wooden ice cube. Pale purple to pink maybe has a glow to it, maybe has a translucency to it, you can’t be quite sure.

Eye: Wrinkled fish bowl, hollow like a bell. Signalling, with the iris moving slowly. You aren’t even sure it can see anything.

Limbs: Beastly, grungy, extremely long, discoloured. They seem almost dead, like they don’t belong to it. They spasm and twist periodically.

Mouth: A inside out gurgling spiralling pit of despair and sadness, terror of every kind, It’s breath smells like excess and bone. It would gulp creatures whole and let them irritate and burn in its acidic furnace stomach.