Stood before me was a shrivelled up man. He wore a cloak and a mask, the mask only covered half of his face. On his neck lay burn marks. He was dressed in all black and his cloak had rips in and appeared to be burned on the end. He had a distinctive look on his face, a look that says, do not get on the wrong side of me or there will be a price to pay. His gums were as black as the night sky.
His teeth appeared to have a blanket of plaque on.