“The forest's curse”

Films: Frostbiter: Wrath of the Wendigo (1995)

Alias: None

Type: Mystical

Location: Forest

Height/Weight: Twice that of an average moose.

Affiliation: Evil

Summary: Deep within the Northern woods, there is a legend of madness, evil, and savagery. It is the Wendigo, and now it has been called into our world. With all of the mayhem and bloodshed that entails.

History: A while ago, some idiotic hunters undid a sacred ritual circle. Big mistake. This was the only means of keeping a monster at bay. A demonic beast known as the Wendigo. Now it's free to spread its influence, creating horrific demons and putting the whole place under deep freeze.

Notable Kills: Nothing special

Final Fate: It takes repairing the ritual circle, a magical shaman, and the combined power of a human soul's will to banish the Wendigo back to Hell. There is a hunch that it will return, though.

Powers/Abilities: The Wendigo is virtually indestructible, can manipulate the temperature around it, shoot electricity, and can summon a variety of demons. These include the undead, malformed condors, and even lizard monsters made of chili.

Weakness: Rituals and powerful wills.

Scariness Factor: 4-The minions it summons are more than a bit hokey, and sometimes its stop-motion can be a bit stiff. But fear the Wendigo, and its emancipated frame of a twisted centaur with an elk's antlers. This is a true demon, with how ugly and powerful it is.

Trivia: -In typical Algonquian folklore, the Wendigo is an evil spirit often associated with cannibalism and tribal taboos. Most physical descriptions give it an emancipated frame to emphasize its boundless hunger.

-A similar centaur-like demon as this one is the Nuckelavee, a Norse demon that is considered to be quite possibly the worst possible thing to encounter. Its breath turns crops to nothing, it looks like a skinned man fused with an equally skinned horse, and its favorite pastime is drowning people at sea. Fresh water is one of the few things that drive it off.

Image Gallery

Just when Troma-like winter was seemingly normal...remember that?

"WHO didn't invvite me to the BBQ again?!"
And so has his beard.

The spirit of cannabilism rests within all of us.

"Time to play Whack-a-Human!"
Henry the lizard, NO!

"So, which part to cannabilize first?"

For once, Emperor Palpatine was needed.