The nonsense beast that is the Jabberwocor can take many forms, some of which are truly a living nightmare, but Fulroch-an-Roch is as typical as one example of such a creature can be. A bird-like head, leathery wings and a long, scaly neck and tail gives it the appearance of a wyrm – a weak, lean wyrm maybe, but a wyrm nonetheless – yet its chittering speech and vicious temperament mark it for what it surely is. Jabberwocors may seem comical at times, even whimsical, but Fulroch-an-Roch’s wiry muscles belie a preternatural strength and one snap of its enormous beak can crack stone. Worse, to listen to the throat-noise and the un-words it speaks is far more lethal, for doing so leads to insanity and hysteria, a slave to its every humour.
