Frida

Frida, a painter, thoroughly enjoys creating masterpieces from her tidy studio in Caer Witrin. She once painted custom creations for adventurers if they purchased of one of her blank canvases.

However, late in the year 444 AF, a loud roar alerted citizens of nearby Cyrene to a horrible tragedy. The peddler delivering new tools and supplies to the artists of Caer Witrin had been mauled by the snow tiger Grimlath. Although she no longer takes commissions at the request of her clients as a result of this development, she keeps a variety of paintings in stock which she rotates often. Her apprentice, a young man named Salai, both copies paintings and sells inks for tattoos and runes.

Frida's Wares

Nighttime painting of Ashtan - 19000gp

The Bastion of the North has been captured in this painting beneath a moonless sky full of stars. Glittering lights from the heavens reflect off the waters of Lake Balaton and the Sapphire Ocean to softly illuminate the city, which appears peaceful from this distant vantage. A polished wooden frame surrounds the image and bears an oval plaque made of solid gold along the bottom edge.

Painting of a treetop village at daybreak - 19000gp

The rising sun breaks over the heart of a lush forest in this elaborate painting, casting a golden glow upon the verdant leaves that crown Eleusis. Weaving amongst each other, the upper branches of the great oaks form pathways among the greenery, leading to natural dwellings patrolled by the shadowy figures of dryads, tsol'aa, and treekin. With fine brush strokes and vibrant hues, the scenery is rendered with lifelike detail, as though the painting were simply the view from an open window. Completed by a golden frame embossed with an ivy motif, a small plaque along the base bears the title of the work.

Painting of Scarlatti and Selene - 20000gp

The Divine figures of Scarlatti and Selene are pictured here, walking hand in hand among the snowy streets of Caer Witrin in commemoration of the Great Bard's gift to the Lady. A shower of snowflakes drifts all about, gleaming like jewels upon doorsteps and rooftops of the surrounding village, while a half-dozen magnificent snow leopards pose humbly before the Gods. When viewed from a sharp angle, the outlines of several crystalline arachnids are barely visible against the icy backdrop. Completing the painting is a frame of delicate silver embossed with snowflakes, a small plaque along its lower edge bearing the work's title.