Art by, Mel
Danger Level: Extremely High
Likes: Big spaces, Darkness, Quiet, Family
Attack Method: Crushes its prey in its powerful fists and beneath its feet, or swallows it whole.
Every frescari miner’s worst nightmare is a grinning face twice their size emerging from the darkness of the tunnel ahead. The goliath is a towering monstrosity consisting of a head with a long nose frozen in a permanent wide-eyed grin, surrounded by a cascading thicket of arms, legs and tendons. Some of their legs stick up in the air, some of their hands touch the ground, but rarely will any of these stay in the same place long. They move by pinwheeling their dozens of arms and legs, hurtling down tunnels like ferris wheels of body horror in the middle of which sit the chekkaton’s perfectly stationary grinning face. The only way to tell one is coming is the rumbling of the cavern around them and their deafening chuckles bouncing off the rock.
Once these massive beasts were thought to be mythological, but upon their discovery they were found to just be reclusive. They mostly dwell in caves big enough to fit them in mountainous areas.
Immensely territorial, they live mostly in small family groups which they defend to the death. Throughout their long lives they have at most five young. Usually they will only have one at a time. These they nurse until maturity at age 20, when the young will leave to find territories of their own. The time where the young roll across the landscape in search of a new home is the easiest time to see them as it is the only time they will venture aboveground. Young chekkatoni are also much more open and curious than adults, and may even tolerate being approached quietly. Their size makes it disastrous for them to venture too close to cities, however, and gangs of frescari will chase them out before they can deal too much damage in their curiosity.
A chekkaton separated from its family group will quickly turn violent in its grief, making them difficult to contain. Some small animals given to them as companions will help them to cope if the chekkaton doesn’t kill them first.
• As rare apex predators they are sometimes captured and shipped off to other planets as zoo animals and fighting beasts.
• Superstition and myth still abound surrounding them; many frescari believe they are hideous amalgamations of dozens of dead frescari rather than mere animals. Some groups consider them sacred for this reason and advocate for their return to their home planet.
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