The Coldest War
Charismatic Leader of a large cult in the old gasworks
Monk is tall, thin, with colorless eyes and ragged leather clothes. He carries a staff which is an old garden rake, the tines intertwined with an elaborate web of colored yarn.
Monk and his people live in the bramble-infested remnants of Gasworks park. He stands atop the rusting pile of ancient machinery staring out over Lake Union at the downtown Spires and the Needle, brooding on his particular vision…