a true defender of the faith.
Towering six feet tall, he is always dressed in coal-black.
Brother Jeroboam strikes an imposing figure seated in the saddle of his horse, Righteous, or preaching fire and brimstone from the pulpit of his hounds-only Cathedral in Molars Post.
Some folks say he’s the Devil, some folks claim he’s divine. The tales and myths about him are as tangled as an old Tumblewood Tree.