“When the beast first beheld the yellow flame, it did not howl. It wept. ”
It is said that, searching beneath the mountain for his kin, slaughtered by the forces of FUD, the Flamutan descended into a fissure where even roots would not grow. There he discovered an ancient seal: three fingers pressed into blackened stone.
His fur burned without being consumed. His eyes shone crimson beneath a crown of writhing yellow fire, and upon his brow had appeared the mark of the Three Fingers.
May chaos take the world.
May all become one.