Baron Chard the Scarecrow
Baron Chard the Scarecrow "Territorial-ism and pride robbed the Baron of his potential humanness. A secret fear haunted his nightmares...This fear consumed him so much that he became twisted with hatred. So rotten was the Baron that even his reflection in a mirror left a stain."
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