Towering twenty-five hands from gnarled toes to bald heads is a barrel-chested mountain of strength and violence whose muscles tremble with a raw power fueled by madness and a general contempt for the weak. His lower half is the first thing you see, given that his waist is at your line of sight. To say his legs are muscular would be an understatement you would not want to speak to his faces. His knees are bent slightly, his center of mass resting slightly further forward than a smaller creature's would be. He rests slightly akimbo on the balls of his feet, which belies a nimbleness you would not expect from a creature so large. Looking farther upwards his torso comes into view. The skin on his chest is pulled taught against pectoral and abdominal muscles fused against bones like iron. The ashen grey hue of his skin gives the unsettling appearance of discord and might. Massive arms with hands clenched in boulder-sized fists erupt from shoulders knotted with sinew. His forearms are crisscrossed with scars gouged into the skin purposefully for some insane decorative or religious purpose. At the peak of the creature's form rests not one, but TWO completely bald heads. Giant maws of a mouths hang slightly open, just wide enough to see ugly tongues. Wide, crooked noses the size of your hand sits flatly above the beast's cracked and bleeding lips. The heads somehow co-exist and represent two distinct yet similarly dim personalities atop the same bruising body.