Thus we come to his primary weapon: the two-handed flagellation whip. He remembers beating them to death - one by one, man, woman and child alike. No account remains of what happened to those villagers, but Roderick remembers. He donned his Plague mask, the well known bird-like mask, as well as his pitch black robes, and moved from house to house within his village. His beliefs and hope shattered, Roderick's sadness morphed into madness. His faith had abandoned him, all his life he had been virtuous, yet he was repaid with blood. In their agony, he watched the last vestiges of hope die in their beautiful brown eyes. Roderick's two daughters and wife became ill. Soon, despite remaining healthy, he was smote down. He attributed the Plague to divine wrath. He would tend to the afflicted, as well as preach to the villagers about the hope that lasted in their salvation. He was an intelligent man, and his skills helped to keep his community from completely collapsing during the outbreak of the Black Plague. Roderick Bartholomew had studied the art of medicine and religion. Once a religious and communal leader in Dark Age Europe, the duty of caregiver, spiritual guide and physician all came crashing down on his shoulders once the plague ravaged the countryside. The raw feelings of dread, anguish and pain felt during the Plague times would have been a feast for this creature, so I think it plausible the Entity would have collected a Killer during this time of human history as well. The amount of people who fell to this affliction was astonishing, and undoubtedly, our friend, the ancient and Evil Entity would have taken immense interest in this. Originating from fleas, the disease was primarily carried by rats which brought the fleas into contact with humans. Millions of people succumbed to the Bubonic Plague. Most people know about the plagues that once decimated Europe. Today I want to show my idea for a new Killer, The Plague Doctor.
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