As Low As $101.52
2 troy ounces
999 fine silver
antiqued finish
serialized
max mintage: 199
| Quantity | Price Per Piece |
| 1-4 | $106.02 |
| 5-9 | $105.52 |
| 10-24 | $104.54 |
| 25-49 | $103.41 |
| 50+ | $101.52 |
In the heart of a forgotten empire, there stood a temple where no words were spoken, only weighed. Within its stone halls presided an eternal judge. Not of flesh, but of silence and silver. Her name was never uttered, for her presence alone was enough to command obedience. To gaze upon her was to feel your soul laid bare, every sin and virtue pulled forth and balanced against each other.
The figure in the temple held no sword, spoke no decree, and heard no pleas. Instead, two scales hung at her side, suspended by unseen force. When a soul approached, the scales would sway, burdened by truth and shadow alike. No council could be bribed, no testimony could be twisted, for silence allowed no manipulation.
Those found wanting were swallowed by the shadows beneath her feet, their essence scattered into nothingness. Those found whole were marked by a faint glimmer of light upon their chest, the silent acknowledgment of their worth. None left unchanged.
Legends whispered that The Silent Verdict was born when the gods themselves grew weary of the noise of humanity — the endless lies, excuses, and corruption. They sculpted her from the first breath of silence after creation and chained her to eternity as the arbiter who could not be swayed. Neither cruel nor merciful, she was balance incarnate.
Now, wanderers who stumble into the temple describe hearing nothing. No footsteps, no breath, not even the beat of their own hearts. Only the soundless weight of their deeds filling the scales. And when they emerge, if they emerge at all, they never speak of what they saw. For the verdict is silent, and silence cannot be betrayed.
