At last, face-to-face with the killer. The party stood before him with great caution, for he was a man, albeit twisted by the forces of evil, capable of much, much more than they were. An otherworlder, though they were unaware of the fact that Nightsilver and he were alike in that aspect, they could feel something strange about him–something peculiar and not of this world.
Lashed by the many horrors that he'd slaughtered–a whole legion of them–he stood undefeated and unaddled. His eyes gleamed with a faint glow of his humanity, yet the invisible gremlin that rode on his shoulder was drawing that away little by little. A man turned into a monster after the murder of his own daughter–a victim of circumstances, both he and she were perhaps lost forever.
