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A dimly lit, cartoonish depiction of a gothic priestess, clad in a poorly rendered black robe with sloppy embroidery and tacky silver symbols, slumps on a crude stone throne within a drab, unimpressive cathedral. Ancient tomes hover around her like cheap special effects, as wispy incense tendrils writhe through the washed-out red glow of the stained glass windows. Her white eyes, lacking any depth or dimension, are fixed on a glowing scroll that reads like a poorly scanned PDF. The architecture around her is a jumbled mess of clumsy gargoyles and blurry shadows, with none of the grandeur or foreboding intended.
