Headtaker

Headtaker (32mm) pre-supportedThe only law Headtaker acknowledged was the song of steel and the wet thud of separation. Clad in nothing but a soiled loincloth, scarred leather boots, and spiked bracers, he was a mountain of corded muscle and fury. His face was forever hidden beneath a horned great helm, its dark eye-slits revealing nothing but abyssal blackness, a void that promised no mercy. In his right hand, he wielded a single-bladed, two-handed axe of crude, brutal design, its edge notched