Deserted and empty. A solitary shaman stands on a sprawling salt flat that stretches to the horizon, silhouetted by a vast, alien sunset. The sky bleeds with impossible hues of violet and burnt orange, and strange, crystalline rock formations jut from the parched earth like shattered glass. The shaman is clad in rough-spun robes adorned with iridescent beetle carapaces, their face obscured by a mask carved from petrified wood, holding a staff topped with a faintly glowing geode. The atmosphere is still and heavy, with an energy level of 3/10 and a warmth of 2/10. 30s Technicolor Movie style.