The Lord of Silver Hill paid a fortune to have this portrait commissioned, based upon hoarded sketches that were locked away in his office.
When he first hung the portrait up, the Lord Sly’s fiance furiously disappeared into the woods and didn’t return for weeks, yet to this day it remains so that all of the settlement can look upon its original founders, though none spend more time staring at it than he.
Arutha calls it, Ghosts.
Art by anavys













