The Basilisk's Belly

Gouche and ink on board.

Gouche and ink on board.

There had been rumors of a village whose inhabitants had disappeared overnight. It was said their ghosts still swarmed the ruins, haunted and cursed by whatever evil magic flowed through the ancient arbors. When the area's rangers, soldiers, and militia found a massive, dead basilisk in the woods, they finally discovered what truly happened.

Petrified and slowly digesting for over 100 years, the villagers -- and even their horses -- were serving as preserved meals for this gargantuan beast.