Gift of Eomar
Covered in decrepit rags and bolted with mournful iron mask, the Lost Sinner watches over the empty shells that wander the Halls of Want. Though it’s hands are bound by thick wooden bindings, it seems capable of hefting a vicious claymore that seems forever stained with blood.
This creature turned from it’s humanity long ago. Truly evil powers keep the Sinner clinging to this hateful existence.