An ugly wrinkled very old man with dirty broken teeth and warts holds a clay potion vial to the left with one hand. The other hand is empty and reaching high above his head, reaching his thin wrinkled arm high into the sky, with fingers spread. A small cloud of brightly glowing cyan colored smoke rises out of the potion vial. He has an expression of evil, mouth open wide shouting, looking up with wide silver eyes. He wears a black cape. He is inside a dark cave, and in the background are several tall melting candles, cobwebs, and a shelf of small clay potion containers. The background is amber, and his face is lit with amber fill light. Only the smoke is cyan. His face is orange.