A giant among beasts, The Unicorn probably looks the least like any accepted version of the mythological unicorn, out of the three fairytale beasts. He is gigantic and bulky, his form thick with hard fat and tough, matted fur. He's solid grey and fleabitten, with wide, notted ears and an enormous goat-like nose that encompasses his squat muzzle. His head is small, and his neck short and thick, connected to a elephant-like body. His limbs are stiff and stocky, and his hooves as bit as dinnerplates. His charcoal mane and tail are matted, greasy, and swarming with fleas.

Most importantly of all is The Unicorn's horn. It is easily the length of his body, an a foot in diameter at the base, spiraling forward like a cruel and twisted thing. The sheer size and weight of it forces The Unicorn to walk with his head bent and the tip of the horn in the dirt. He is incapable of lifting his head in fear of snapping his neck, due to the weight of his horn. Quite a formidable weapon, but utterly useless.

The Unicorn is bubbling with a viciousness and furiosity unknown to the slighter versions of his species. He is cruel, cold, and malicious, with very little drive than that which is guided by his sheer feral insticts. He is aggressive and dangerously violent around any person who is not 'pure', 'chaste', and 'innocent'; It is his job, built into his very essence, to destroy that which is not the epitome of purity. Any creature who is not virginal must be slaughtered.

To the innocent and the pure, The Unicorn is a creature of entirely different nature. He is a soft hearted giant, the guardian of the pure. The Unicorn is ashamed of his ugliness, and will not approach those who are innocent, in fear of marring their purity with his putridness. He is a woebegotten beast, living a lonely existence with the creatures of his wood.