in frazetta vision: The incorporeal ghost guard of the mage college drifts silently through the halls, its translucent form clad in ethereal, gear-laden armor that whirs and clicks with ghostly clockwork. Its eyes glow with a cold, mechanical light, and brass valves and pipes run through its spectral body, hissing with steam as it moves. Once a guardian of the college’s arcane secrets, it now patrols eternally, its steampunk spirit bound to defend against intruders with an eerie, otherworldly precision.