The Ryrivig is made from great, long black faux fur. He's stuffed with polyfil and is over three feet from back foot to front foot. He has black safety acrylic eyes and has twenty-four real coyote teeth in his big, gnarly mouth.
The Ryrivig is NOT made for children- the teeth are not secured in a way to be safe for young children to play with, not that they'd want to anyway... unless you have pretty creepy kids!
The Tale of the Ryrivig:
In the normally-pleasant woods that surround the enchanted cottage home of the Beast Peddler and her furred friends, unnatural howls and shrieks were heard at night. While the Beast Peddler tried to keep the young beasts calm, Hagatha squinted out into the darkness through a bone hoop, trying to see what was making the noise. She kept watch for hours, searching the night for any sign of the monster, but to no avail. The inhabitants of the cottage settled down to an uneasy night's sleep.
The next day, everyone was tired and on edge. None of the beasts would play outside, and all kept weary eyes on the windows. Hagatha wouldn't leave her room, poring over books and scrolls and communing with spirits to try and learn the creature's identity.
As the sunlight started to wane, Hagatha burst forth from her room, holding in her hands the ghost of a raven. The beasts all gathered around the hearth as he spoke-
"Those cries you hear at night are those of the Ryrivig- one of the Horrors of the Night. The Ryrivig howls and screams into the night to draw the foolishly brave out of their homes and into the night, where it devours them. There are many of the Horrors- before now, they used to lie in wait in the dark spaces of caves, the hollow knots of trees, and under the ground in the middle of mushroom rings. The sheer amount of magic that surrounds the cottage has drawn them out of the ground and out of their dark slumber. And now they're coming to find what has woken them..."
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