Burrowed deep beneath The Forsaken Lands lies strength disguised as weakness, evil masquerading as idiocy. An assassin driven only by his twisted moral code, he cannot lift a sword, nor fire a bolt... but coerces his self-loathing prey into doing that work for him.
Neither an orphan, nor abused, he sprang from great wealth, but derived pleasure only from pain. This "quirk" ostracized him from friendship and love, driving both his spirit and body... underground. By directing his hideous, gnarled form toward the elimination of joy and extravagance, by exposing the rot beneath each, he spreads darkness and death wherever he treads.
