THE SHROUDED

3,000 hollow figures wrapped in tattered hoods, drifting through mist — every pixel lives on Robinhood Chain, forever.

3,000
supply

No one summoned them. No one can dismiss them.

They were here before the chain learned to remember names, and they will be here after it forgets yours.

Some say the hood is empty. Others know better than to check.

Nothing is hosted.
Everything is remembered.

There is no image folder, no metadata server, no pinning service that can go dark. Every Shrouded is drawn, pixel by pixel, by the contract itself the moment you ask to see it.

A wallet holds a number. The chain holds the rest — background, robe, face, fringe, mist, drape — computed fresh from a seed fixed the instant you mint. What you get is what you keep.

No servers were asked for permission to host this. None were needed.
What you summon, you see at once — nothing waits in the dark for later.
Every mark is carved into Robinhood Chain, and carvings do not fade.
Three thousand will answer the call. No more will ever come.

Step into the mist

The hoods have not yet been called. Mint opens soon.

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0 / 3,000 claimed

Seven traits. Thousands of souls.

Background, robe, face, accent, fringe, mist, and drape — each combination summoned once, and never called the same way twice.

Background 6 hues the color of the dark that watches
Robe Color 7 hues cloth even the wearer forgot the making of
Face Style 6 forms what almost looks back, rarest at 3%
Accent Color 6 hues the only warmth left in the hood
Fringe / Fray 4 states how far the hem has unraveled
Mist Aura 4 states how much of it has already left the body
Hood Drape 3 forms which shoulder gave way first