Upon the petrifying facade of this disquieting individual was the mirroring of anguish. Their expressions remained indistinguishable and veiled by an industrial respirator, whilst only glimpses of ebony tresses dangled from the side. Hauntingly blank lenses stare at all those unfortunate enough to cross it's path.

Discordant murmuring characterized their mercurial bearing, and was topped off by that height of roughly the upper end of seven feet or more depending on their state of being. Dangling precariously from their neck was a weathered and disfigured pendant that depicted an all-seeing eye with the wings of a raven surrounding it. Most disconcerting was the bitter chill that trailed the figure, leaving frost in their wake. An omen of death, itself.