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Amidst the rolling hills of the Forgotten Realms, where the whispers of ancient battles echo through the tall grasses and the sky hangs heavy with ominous clouds, strides Sir Alistair—a knight burdened by the weight of prophecy and the legacy of his forefathers. His short, brown curly hair ruffles in the wind, a stark contrast to the gleaming steel of his battle-worn armor that bears the marks of countless skirmishes and hard-fought victories. With each step, the knight's boots sink into the soft earth of the grassfield, leaving imprints that tell tales of valor and hardship. His gauntleted hand rests lightly on the pommel of a sword that hangs at his hip, its blade etched with runes of ancient power and tempered by the blood of mythical beasts. Behind him, the sun dips below the horizon, casting long shadows that stretch across the verdant landscape like spectral fingers. The air is heavy with the scent of wildflowers and the distant rumble of thunder—a portent of storms to come and battles yet to be waged. In this AI-generated image inspired by medieval dark fantasy, Sir Alistair's solitary journey through the grassfield becomes a testament to courage, duty, and the unyielding quest for honor in a world where shadows lurk at every turn and the line between hero and villain blurs.

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Amidst the rolling hills of the Forgotten Realms , where the whispers of ancient battles echo through the tall grasses and the sky hangs heavy with ominous clouds , strides Sir Alistair—a knight burdened by the weight of prophecy and the legacy of his forefathers . His short , brown curly hair ruffles in the wind , a stark contrast to the gleaming steel of his battle-worn armor that bears the marks of countless skirmishes and hard-fought victories . With each step , the knight's boots sink into the soft earth of the grassfield , leaving imprints that tell tales of valor and hardship . His gauntleted hand rests lightly on the pommel of a sword that hangs at his hip , its blade etched with runes of ancient power and tempered by the blood of mythical beasts . Behind him , the sun dips below the horizon , casting long shadows that stretch across the verdant landscape like spectral fingers . The air is heavy with the scent of wildflowers and the distant rumble of thunder—a portent of storms to come and battles yet to be waged . In this AI-generated image inspired by medieval dark fantasy , Sir Alistair's solitary journey through the grassfield becomes a testament to courage , duty , and the unyielding quest for honor in a world where shadows lurk at every turn and the line between hero and villain blurs .

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Amidst the rolling hills of the Forgotten Realms, where the whispers of ancient battles echo through the tall grasses and the sky hangs heavy with ominous clouds, strides Sir Alistair—a knight burdened by the weight of prophecy and the legacy of his forefathers. His short, brown curly hair ruffles in the wind, a stark contrast to the gleaming steel of his battle-worn armor that bears the marks of countless skirmishes and hard-fought victories. With each step, the knight's boots sink into the soft earth of the grassfield, leaving imprints that tell tales of valor and hardship. His gauntleted hand rests lightly on the pommel of a sword that hangs at his hip, its blade etched with runes of ancient power and tempered by the blood of mythical beasts. Behind him, the sun dips below the horizon, casting long shadows that stretch across the verdant landscape like spectral fingers. The air is heavy with the scent of wildflowers and the distant rumble of thunder—a portent of storms to come and battles yet to be waged. In this AI-generated image inspired by medieval dark fantasy, Sir Alistair's solitary journey through the grassfield becomes a testament to courage, duty, and the unyielding quest for honor in a world where shadows lurk at every turn and the line between hero and villain blurs.

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(worst quality, low quality:1.4), bad hands, bad fingers, deformed hands, deformed fingers, fewer digits

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40

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DPM++ 2M Karras

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492821691

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1

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Arcanius - The fantasy path

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1024X576

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Jun 23, 2024

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Par Défaut

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Arcanius - The fantasy path

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