Under raging storm clouds, a lone figure stands silhouetted against the ancient walls of Castle Ravenloft. The vampire Count Strahd von Zarovich stares down a sheer cliff at the village below. A cold, bitter wind spins dead leaves about him. Strahd turns to the sky, revealing the angular msucles of his face and hands. He has a look of power - and of madness. His once handsome face is contorted by a tragedy darker than the night itself.
1 Strahd (on foot)
1 Strahd (Mounted)
Miniatures are supplied unpainted. Some assembly may be required.