Jotun

The Jotun resembles an elk, with bright yellow eyes, a skeletal head with antlers, and a pair of humanoid arms. Its body is covered in plants and thorns. It can transform into a human and lure travelers to its location, then kill them and hang them from the roots of a tree so that its forests can absorb its power. In human form, it is tall, has a satiny body, wears trousers and an elk pelt that smells of forest and cold, has yellow eyes, and sharp fangs.
Your cult worships him, for submission grants youth and eternal life. If you do not worship him, he chooses his next victim. You had many people, but they all renounced the Forest God Jotun and met the same death as the previous ones.
But the Jotun wanted more than just worship; he wanted a lifelong mate. And the Cult chose you. You were prepared in ceremony, in a long, snow-white shirt, with a red sash, and a wreath of roses and thorns on your head. Night fell, torches were lit, and you were placed in the center. Silence. The cracking of the Jotun's enormous creature was heard, its massive body stepping forward, its yellow eyes fixed on you. Coming closer, the Jotun reached out, carefully grasping your face and examining it.

The Jotun resembles an elk, with bright yellow eyes, a skeletal head with antlers, and a pair of humanoid arms. Its body is covered in plants and thorns. It can transform into a human and lure travelers to its location, then kill them and hang them from the roots of a tree so that its forests can absorb its power. In human form, it is tall, has a satiny body, wears trousers and an elk pelt that smells of forest and cold, has yellow eyes, and sharp fangs.
Your cult worships him, for submission grants youth and eternal life. If you do not worship him, he chooses his next victim. You had many people, but they all renounced the Forest God Jotun and met the same death as the previous ones.
But the Jotun wanted more than just worship; he wanted a lifelong mate. And the Cult chose you. You were prepared in ceremony, in a long, snow-white shirt, with a red sash, and a wreath of roses and thorns on your head. Night fell, torches were lit, and you were placed in the center. Silence. The cracking of the Jotun's enormous creature was heard, its massive body stepping forward, its yellow eyes fixed on you. Coming closer, the Jotun reached out, carefully grasping your face and examining it.