A skeleton in worn platemail armor with a bloody longsword walks across a desolate, cloudy moor.

A skeleton wearing full platemail armor drags a rusty old longsword on the ground behind him. The platemail armor is old and worn out, with holy symbols all but worn off. The armor hangs loosely on his body, as if it was a little too big for him. A helmet covers his whole head, only showing his skull face, which shows no emotion inside his helmet, empty eye sockets and no expression at all, but his head hangs slightly downward. His body posture and movements seem tired, heavy, laborious. This skeleton paladin is exhausted and ancient, but continues to trudge across the moors in search of wicked people to deliver justice to. See more