spine bone serpent with only white horrific mask as the head, long black straight hair, plucked hair. Style is dark fantasy sorrowful, surreal, tragic, eerie ambience.

A towering beast of withered sinew and twisted bone, its body stitched with chains. Its head is a cage of antlers and ash, eyes glowing deep within like molten hatred. Wings of tattered flesh hang useless at its sides, oozing dark mist. It howls in tongues older than flame

A towering beast of withered sinew and twisted bone, its body stitched with chains. Its head is a cage of antlers and ash, eyes glowing deep within like molten hatred. Wings of tattered flesh hang useless at its sides, oozing dark mist. It howls in tongues older than flame

A towering beast of withered sinew and twisted bone, its body stitched with chains. Its head is a cage of antlers and ash, eyes glowing deep within like molten hatred. Wings of tattered flesh hang useless at its sides, oozing dark mist. It howls in tongues older than flame

A lone warden cloaked in frayed cosmic silk, face veiled beneath a cracked glass mask reflecting dying stars. His limbs are thin but elongated, bound with glowing seals that pulse like distant nebulae. One hand drips with stardust corruption. His steps echo like fading prayers

A lone warden cloaked in frayed cosmic silk, face veiled beneath a cracked glass mask reflecting dying stars. His limbs are thin but elongated, bound with glowing seals that pulse like distant nebulae. One hand drips with stardust corruption. His steps echo like fading prayers

A towering beast of withered sinew and twisted bone, its body stitched with chains. Its head is a cage of antlers and ash, eyes glowing deep within like molten hatred. Wings of tattered flesh hang useless at its sides, oozing dark mist. It howls in tongues older than flame

A towering beast of withered sinew and twisted bone, its body stitched with chains. Its head is a cage of antlers and ash, eyes glowing deep within like molten hatred. Wings of tattered flesh hang useless at its sides, oozing dark mist. It howls in tongues older than flame

A towering beast of withered sinew and twisted bone, its body stitched with chains. Its head is a cage of antlers and ash, eyes glowing deep within like molten hatred. Wings of tattered flesh hang useless at its sides, oozing dark mist. It howls in tongues older than flame