A richly embroidered tablecloth, covered in celestial patterns, cradles a crisp edition of The Arcane Gazette, its front- page headline flashing with urgent enchantment: ‘ROYAL NECROMANCER FOUND GUILTY OF SOUL FORGERY – UNDEAD PROTESTS SPREAD!’ Beneath the text, a moving ink sketch shows a crowd of skeletal and ghostly citizens marching through the capital, holding banners that read ‘RIGHTS FOR THE RISEN. ’ A silver goblet, half- filled with shimmering blue elven wine, rests dangerously close to the edge of the paper, reflecting the dancing words in its surface. Scattered across the table, golden tarot cards lie overturned, their symbols eerily aligning with the chaotic news story. Wisps of green necromantic energy drift lazily from the paper’s edges, a sure sign that the article has been cursed—or blessed—by unseen hands. A raven, its eyes gleaming with unnatural intelligence, perches on the back of a chair, occasionally pecking at a loose parchment as if scrutinizing the news. The scent of old books and alchemical ingredients fills the air, mingling with the faint sound of whispered spells still lingering in the room. Outside, the sound of distant chanting can be heard—perhaps the very undead protesters making their voices known beyond the printed word. detailed background Fantastic lighting. Detailed shadows. intricate details, vivid colors, hyper- detailed, ultra- sharp, <lora:Luminous_Shadowscape- 000016:0. 4><lora:black_fantasy_1. 0:0. 4><lora:Glitchcore_Flux:0. 4><lora:- Flux1- vanta_black_V2. 0:0. 4>