This man is the sketchiest being in existence. He is the Sketchy OverLord, and if anyone opposes him, they disappear for all eternity. His face has never been seen but it is said that his hair glows like a matchstick. The brighter it is, the more souls he has consumed.
Person 1: Bro, my brother opposed Sketchy Tom!! He has disappered!!
Person 2: I'll start putting together a funeral.
"Tom put his mouth to the crack and began singing into it in a low voice. They could not catch the words, but evidently Merry was aroused." (J. R. R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring)
"We went back to his and tried a bit of The Tom Bombadil, but he didn't really have the voice for it. I prefer tenors..."