The lionesque body of this demon, yet with its scales and cracked flesh - its white pupiless eyes and eternal smirk, it all moves with an eerie grace. Aeons of honing and training have lead for a singular determination to shatter the hopes and dreams of the mighiest warriors that it might fall upon, and adding insult to injury by adding their souls to its collection. None have ever managed to bind nor command Rasmukkan, for it is ancient, and its steel blade has tasted the flesh of many - the pommel stone ready for the soul of any it has decided that it has defeated. So powerful is its collection of defeated souls that some significant villains are said to be amongst its trophies. Rumour has it that Rasmukkan seeks one thing beyond preying upon those that think they are skilled at arms, or following its heart for love and lust (even a peerless swordsdemon still feels the need for companionship after all), it is said that it seeks an ancient artifact from when it was young. Possessing of many names, one of which is the Soul Crucible - tales tell of its impossible powers... let us hope that Rasmukkan never finds it, and simply gives into its baser urges... Instinct: To amass souls

• Trap the soul of a victim in a gem
• Use captured souls to fuel awe-inspiring soul magic
• Unleash a terrifying display of infernal martial arts