The One Ring: The Nameless Fellowship
The Last Chieftain
The Last Chieftain , Cathluan , is a Wight , his spirit trapped inside the rotted carcass that has lain here for centuries, a dessicated corpse that is little more than a skeleton wrapped in flaking flesh and skin, old mail and a helm that is warped and rusted. Across his lap, hands gripping the hilt tightly, is a great-sword, the blade still sharp despite its age. The pommel is a raven’s head, the hilt wrapped in silver scales.