The Roc is a black and white bird of prey who’s wings sound thunder and eyes flash lightning. It has infinite health, damage and accuracy and is as big as it needs to be. It is my nod to the Native Thunderbird, a pun on “rocks fall, everyone dies”, and a deus-ex-machina used to kill the players if they go off the rails. It also enforces the will of the Dealer at the bottom of the mine.