A painting of my elf mage.(Originating from my favorite Skyrim character, and becoming so loved and so developed that he's become a developed OC in one of my high fantasy themed stories, outside of the elder scrolls universe and lore.) Therren Oltmirn. During an escape from capture he hides himself down in the depths of a cave, which leads into an underground dungeon. Gear-less, starved, and dazed he wanders quickly through the hard stone maze, his only light to lead his path, a small light orb he conjured on his finger tips. As he walks cautiously through the corridors, he gazes up at the expanse of the ceiling, runes and wards adorn the stone above him, worn and faded. His thoughts quickly begin contemplating what these magic words could possibly be fending off.Happy Halloween everyone!