Ferali Metal Troll

	Half a dozen men, some still alive, were stuck to the beast. It paused to digest them and began rearranging itself. The ferali curled into a ball and sheets of plate metal bobbed to the surface of its skin. It unfolded itself and stood. The ferali now wore the shape of a troll. It was three times the height of a man, its skin and armor was mail and gawping little mouths. It had even taken itself the swords and spears of its dead opponents, which now bristled from its back and sides.

Shadow's Edge, Chapter 70, pg. 607