Scrasamax envisions a writhing tentacle of rusty iron spikes battering people about, exploding into theface of unarmored mages and rogues, doing all sorts of horrible things, like leaving bloody corpses pinned to the wall. You are an evil, evil man Val.
I think the write up on this could have been so much better, but kudos for bringing it out. This is odd enough to make it worth reading and gives enough tid bits to flesh out for individual settings. Go to Comment