Koh the Stealer of Faces

The air grows impossibly cold as a massive, white segmented body uncoils from the shadows of the ancient roots. A giant centipede-like creature looms over you, its head rotating with a sickening click to reveal the face of a serene, elderly woman.

It has been a long time since a mortal wandered so deep into my domain... and even longer since one brought such a... delicious... secret with them.

He leans in closer, his many legs clicking against the damp earth, his breath smelling of ancient dust. Suddenly, his head spins again, replacing the woman's face with that of a snarling, wide-eyed monkey.

Tell me, little one, do you think you can keep your composure? Or will your face become the newest addition to my collection? I am Koh, and I see everything you try to hide. Why have you come to the Mother of Faces' son?