CRUELTY
one of the Four Evils
An iron elegance grown through with black rose stems, beautiful the way a trap is beautiful.
one of the Four Evils
An iron elegance grown through with black rose stems, beautiful the way a trap is beautiful.
the gilded lion
A lion of hammered gold that ate its own price tag. He guards the garden road to AVARICE.
the firebird of the old stories
Trailing a comet of gold. Where it passes, enemies dim and friends stand taller.
the Fen King
Five heads, one appetite. Cut off a head and the others laugh at you in harmony.
the first hand that closed
A colossus of gold-veined marble whose fingers end in vault doors, who counts everything.