Fresh viscera, moist and still dripping with blood, is smeared across his robes. Blotches of dark red blood stains the feathers on his face. His thin body shows signs of being ravaged by disease and tormented by the plague. Shriveled talons grasp a fiendish looking weapon which is covered by a thin layer of dark-colored liquid. The empty darkness of his eyes hold you, entranced, as his gaze pierces your very soul.