A tall, cowled man appears, moving with the liquid grace of an elongated silhouette. He stares down a prominent, hooked nose with murderous contempt, an equal measure of both purpose and promise evident in that hideous smile. Black as the void are his eyes. There is no trace of white at the edges, two pure black orbs that cease to blink. The reason is evident. His eyelids have been flayed, and tiny etchings have been carved into his face and neck, upon his bald head, his pointed ears, his forearms and hands, all the way to the fingertips. His body must be covered in the strange scrawling, in a language entirely foreign and certainly savage. His teeth have been filed to razor-sharp points, and when he licks his lips, it is clear that his tongue has been cut to a fork, just like a snake. His fingernails are sharpened as well, and the sickly gray pallor of his skin only enhances the demon-like visage that he has been set to portray.