A great winged lion with the head of a regal man.
“If you overlook his gruffness, The Forsaken has, well, the heart of a lion. Just with a lot of razorvine wrapped around it.” – Bandren
The Forsaken was once, like all of its kind, charged with the timeless protection of divine secrets of great power. It never would have left the temple it guarded, but it gave the secrets in its keeping away to one it thought worthy. That being ended up destroying the ancient temple, and leaving The Forsaken homeless. In its wanderings since, it found its way to Sigil, and has passed decades within the City of Doors.