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||The pupal stage in the developmental cycle of a siren, the pit sylph often inhabits old wells and mine shafts. Luring victims with a highly adaptible range of pheremones, the pit sylph will pull people into a sudden, sheer fall down into the water table below, often completely pulverizing the bones of the victim. While the pit sylph will often eat most of her catch, she is required by the Imperial Piscines to regularly pay a pole tax of 7 living men and 7 living women a cycle. While not officialy allied with the Imperial Piscines, sirens often work closely with them for posterity’s sake despite their occasional forays of involvement with the Vodyanoi (from whom they’ve collectively aquired a taste for horses). Blue colerase pencil and Photoshop. Prints available here- http://www.keiththompsonart.com/pages/pitsylph.html|
|The Prophet||Patron of Poor Minstrels|