It was sleeping for eons in caves on cliffs above wretched sea on the south. It was Wolfpack priestes who woke it up following instructions from sacred Necronomicon stolen from the Ivory towers of mages accademy. Everybody thought Wolfpack were just pack of renegades, but nobody suspected that they are prone to dark magic, working their way to snatch more buried secrets. It is the power they seek not the petty loots. Beware the dark woodlands of the south and dump swamps that are stretching to the south sea crowned with the cliffs of despair where ancients sealed their secrets never to be revealed to the man until today..
There's a design here that reaches deep for me. I built an interpretation of Dante's Inferno canto 34 verse 34 for my senior project at university and it was extremely similar to this. Granted, mine was a wall mounted 4x8 sheet of plywood that extended forward about 3 feet with mirrored acrylic, but the shape is spot on. I love the presentation of the fig with the arches in back, really adds a level of gravitas. And the placement of the swords with the wings in back is one to remember. Outstanding! Sorry for the long reminiscing. ;)