Scourge King Pyke

Some Pyke Fanart

"When the hands of fate
Fall on the midnight hour
Behind this mask of hate
I don the devil's power
If there's life in the shadows
Let the knife leave its mark
When the certainty of safety feels like stabbing...
Stabbing in the dark..."

Scourge King Pyke slices through the flesh of Bilgewater with the voracity of the brooding bloodied deep, his carved bone cutlass thirsty for gold and crimson.
Betrayal honing his hatred no one is safe from the King of the Scourge.