I've been shying away from posting for too bloody long. Let's get the ball rolling on this puppy...
This ugly bastid is the Patron Saint of the Jawless. Had a little epiphany while watching 'Land of the Dead' a month ago: "Who do the disfigured/maimed/etc. zombies pray to?" Sure, it doesn't make a whole lot of sense since all zombies care about is fresh meat, but what about the zombies with no jaw? How can the chew? Isn't there someone or something they can turn to? Well, that's where this fine fiend comes in. Still working on a background story for him and I'll update this post once I tighten it up.
Look for the next Saint sometime this week as I'm finishing up the inks.
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