@rismarich88
Prompt
Epic magical scene in desert fantasy Landscape, Highly detailed and different full body shots, in different cinematic model scenes, detailed eyes, muslim robes, angry and intimidating, dark fantasy, dark comic, perfect composition, beautiful details, intricate , highly detailed, trending octane rendering at art station, 8k artistic photography, photorealistic concept art, soft natural volumetric cinematic perfect light, chiaroscuro, beksinski, greg rutkowski
2 years ago
Model
Kandinsky 2.2
Guidance Scale
7
Dimensions
3328 × 4992
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![[kupka] The twin suns sink low on the horizon as Afrey stands sentinel upon the dune, etched skins shifting in their dying light. She is the last guardian of Tatooine now, all other Defenders fallen these past moons. But her people remain, and while even one dwells in this town she will stand.Long she has kept her lonely vigil here, choosing a vantage apart where she may see and be unseen. Her keen eyes note every shadow, searching for any threat borne on the fading breeze. One hand rests lightl](https://img.stablecog.com/insecure/256w/aHR0cHM6Ly9iLnN0YWJsZWNvZy5jb20vOGM1M2M3NTItY2YxMy00ZTU3LWJiNTMtYWUzNzEwNzg1NmFjLmpwZWc.webp)
![[young Arabian warrior in cape] The twin suns dipped low on the horizon as Tarren Dustwalker stood guard over the dunes, inky flesh shifting in the dying light. He is the last guardian of Tatooine now, all the other Defenders have fallen in the last few months. Tarren's tattoo is a witness that he has been guarding his loneliness here for a long time. His sharp eyes scanned every grain of sand, searching for any threat posed by the fading wind. One hand rested lightly on the worn handle of his a](https://img.stablecog.com/insecure/256w/aHR0cHM6Ly9iLnN0YWJsZWNvZy5jb20vNGE1MzFiMmUtODJhNi00YTcxLWExMDUtNGY0YjNmNmU0ZGZlLmpwZWc.webp)
![[tattoo covered youthful warrior] The twin suns sink low on the horizon as Tarren Dustwalker stands sentinel upon the dune, inked flesh shifting in their dying light. He is the last guardian of Tatooine now, all other Defenders fallen these past moons. Tarren's tattoos witness that long he has kept his lonely vigil here. His keen eyes note every grain of sand, searching for any threat borne on the fading breeze. One hand rests lightly upon the haft of his well-worn axe, callused fingers wrapping](https://img.stablecog.com/insecure/256w/aHR0cHM6Ly9iLnN0YWJsZWNvZy5jb20vMGM5MDA3NDctODljNi00YjI0LWFmOWYtZWNkYWRkY2ZmYmY5LmpwZWc.webp)
