An impulsive, lewd and often narcissistic creature, the Belphegoyle's love of destruction is exceeded only by its own masochism, and its lust for new flavors of pain can often prove its undoing. Generating volatile reactant compounds in its many-chambered gut, it can spew forth a boiling hot geyser of stinking sulfuric vapor, even burning away its own resilient flesh in the process. Proud of its scarred and scabrous face, it fears being seen in a fully healed state and regularly "freshens up" with its own caustic regurgitant.
The Belphegoyle's leg muscles allow only springing locomotion, continuously bouncing even while its head may remain level. Tensing every muscle in its body, it can clear several yards in a single leap.
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