The Wicker God

From the description: From the forest it emerges, taller than the trees, its body a writhing, shifting mass of woven roots and branches that smell of petrichor and decay. The giant thing reaches out and snares a buck in its gnarled fingers, shoving the yowling creature into its maw. Faintly, you hear screams from behind its prison of living branches. Light the torches! The Wicker God is i-comen in The Wicker God encounter is part of a larger zine scenario of the same name.