Gender: Male

Bio: The last in a long line of Justicars, he prowls the darkened depths of the Haunted Forest and patrols the Plains of Torment. He word is not just his promise but the reflection of his being. The Justicar blazes with an aura of righteous fury and uses it liberally to tear the life from demons and ghost alike. Warlocks and witches cower in fear at the thought of his passing. His practices are condemned by church of the Holy Mother because of his brutal ways. If one person in a town is corrupted or heretical then the entire town burns.

Description: He stands a staggering 8 feet tall and is clad in full plate adamantine armor. His tattered white cloak and deep hood is the most recognizable feature in that no matter what hits it it never seems to be more damaged or dirtied. He ride upon a beast that seems more demonic that the demons he hunts. His mount is the horrific combination of a Dire Wolf and Dawn Owl. With a dark almost light consuming coat of fur no one is able to tell where his steed originated from but one thing is certain. The beast seems to savor the scream of the condemned that its master feeds to it, sometimes taking days to fully consume one who was proclaimed a heretic