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The Gaoler

Seth managed half a smile until the Gaoler appeared in the doorway. The giant man ducked under the door frame and stepped into the room, filling the entire dungeon with a sudden sense of despair. A shirt stretched across his great, barrel chest, the cords near the top pulled to the very extent of their limits. It was the helmet, though, that Seth couldn’t take his eyes from. It was the blackest metal, pitted and tarnished with only one narrow slit across the eyeline. Seth wondered if the Gaoler could actually see out of it, or if he relied on some strange magic, for the precision of his work never seemed to suffer.- From The Gaoler, an entry in the Tome of CHAOS

Collection: Chaos Legion

Creator: @splinterlands

Edition(s): 100