The Writhing Wrongness

A personal piece I painted for my DnD campaign.

A stalactite of tangible intangibility is all that remains of the imprisonment and torture of a divine being. The origin point of an event which transformed this citadel and the Eonwood forest into a twisted blightland. Any mortal lured here by the object's telepathic murmurings all fall victim to the same fate as those who endlessly shamble this place's passageways.