At the edge of a mystical swamp, a necromancer clad in dark, seaweed-covered robes raises a staff encrusted with barnacles. With a deep incantation, he calls forth the spirits of drowned sailors, who rise from the murky waters as ghostly apparitions. The swamp is dense with fog, and the twisted trees seem to whisper secrets of the deep. The necromancer's eyes gleam with the dark knowledge of the watery abyss.
, the scene is captured in dimly lit dark fantasy but vibrant colors, with bold ink lines defining form against the watercolor wash of the aged paper