Lethice Factory Portrait

//[Huge Painting]
//Tooltip: "Take a gander at the immense painting."

As you gaze up from the lowest molding of the frame, the painter's prowess is immediately obvious. The last place where you would expect something so well-crafted would be this dingy factory, yet it hangs on proud display as if belonging. While the framing and obvious craftsmanship are beyond comparison, the subjects of the painting are little more than a reminder of what the world has become under the effects of corruption.

The depiction is one of conquest; war-fueled flames ravage the landscape, tearing settlements and their people down in their wake. There's evidence of demonic debauchery in the countless orgies twisting and flowing into one another, making it impossible to discern where the destruction ends and the creation of more tainted life begins. It all leads into the centerpiece: the demonic delineation of a woman, powerfully portrayed as the source of all [if (corruption <number){madness|the enticing actions}] on the canvas, dwarfing everything else in scale and leaving it as nothing more than a footnote to her presence. She is the epitome of a corrupted goddess, the curves of her body and horns unrivaled by anything you've seen before. Her oppressive aura would almost be tangible, were it not for the cloth on which it sits. Corruption seems to exude from her very being, liquefying into a vile, black substance and flowing across the stretches of the fabric, twisting all it touches. Hands from all around reach for her as if she's divine, you know not whether in reverence or to seek salvation.

A large golden plaque on the frame reads "Our Queen Lethice" in bold ornamental letters.