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Prompt
(art by Ray Harryhausen) female satyr, lean muscular build, sun-kissed skin, powerful goat-like legs, cloven hooves, chestnut curly hair, shoulder-length tangled locks, sharp amber eyes, jagged scar from collarbone to ribs, short polished horns, patchwork leather harness, bare midriff, predator's grace, swaying hips, dark humor in expression, unapologetic stance, predatory smirk, battle-worn but confident, fluid movement, her weapon in a scimitar, she stands in the pampa
distorted image, malformed body, malformed fingers, ugly, malformed members
1 month ago
Model
SSD-1B
Guidance Scale
7
Dimensions
1024 × 1024


![[art by Ray Harryhausen] Kalypso, daughter of Khali the terrible goddess, is a dark pagan nymph. She is demonstrating her powers in a chamber of a dungeon](https://img.stablecog.com/insecure/256w/aHR0cHM6Ly9iLnN0YWJsZWNvZy5jb20vZTJiMzJlNzYtZDhkMi00YjQxLTg5ZGYtM2EyMGMxMmMwYmI2LmpwZWc.webp)
![[art by Frank Frazetta] In the shadowed glade, where the moon cast an eerie glow, a figure emerged from the darkness. A demoness, with goat horns spiraling from her head, stood tall and proud. Her vestal linen dress stained with the blood of the celebration she had just made. The demoness wielded a sword, gleaming in the moonlight, a weapon of ancient power and dark intent. Her eyes, a fiery gaze that spoke of untold secrets and forbidden knowledge, surveyed the scene before her with a mix of sa](https://img.stablecog.com/insecure/256w/aHR0cHM6Ly9iLnN0YWJsZWNvZy5jb20vNjcwZmU0ODktYTI0YS00NDI5LWIwNDEtMjg0Nzk0MjA3ZDIxLmpwZWc.webp)
![[art by Russ Meyer] Shaya Bloodfang, a fierce barbarian of the untamed wilds, charges into battle with unmatched ferocity. Armed with twin blades and the instincts of a predator, she fights not just for survival but for vengeance. With a monstrous fiend on her trail, she faces her fate head-on, embodying the relentless spirit of the wild.](https://img.stablecog.com/insecure/256w/aHR0cHM6Ly9iLnN0YWJsZWNvZy5jb20vMGU4ZWUwNmMtZGZhZi00M2VmLWJjZGEtZThiNTY4ZTE5NjlhLmpwZWc.webp)

![[art by Russ Meyer] Deep within the forsaken crypts, the beautiful Circe, a formidable goddess, with a mortal woman’s voice. She is the sister of the baleful Aeetes, both being children of the Sun who lights the world, by the same mother. Her twin blades gleaming with the light of long-forgotten power. Before her, a swarm of feral demons snarls and claws, but they dare not advance. Her helm, adorned with the curved horns of a conquered beast, hides the scars of a thousand battles.](https://img.stablecog.com/insecure/256w/aHR0cHM6Ly9iLnN0YWJsZWNvZy5jb20vODRlNjRjOTgtNjBjZi00MzkwLWI2ZDYtODI3MjQ0MTEyMTEzLmpwZWc.webp)
![ConceptSheet [by Boris Vallejo]: woman wizard succubus and her dagger with AD&D statistics](https://img.stablecog.com/insecure/256w/aHR0cHM6Ly9iLnN0YWJsZWNvZy5jb20vMzlkYzI3YjItMWNiMS00ZmNhLTllMzItZDAxNWM3MWY1NjAzLmpwZWc.webp)
![at the good place [art by Zdzisław Beksiński] Kristen Bell as a barbarian warrior with boots and her battle axe](https://img.stablecog.com/insecure/256w/aHR0cHM6Ly9iLnN0YWJsZWNvZy5jb20vZTdmMDdlMDQtOTcxNy00NDgwLTkyYTItMzZkMzZmMGRhOTRkLmpwZWc.webp)
![[art by Boris Vallejo] In the midst of a raging war, amidst the clash of swords and the cries of the fallen, a figure stood tall. A woman unlike any other, her muscles rippled beneath her armor, a testament to her strength and resilience. She was a Roman Centurion, a warrior of unmatched skill, commanding respect from both friend and foe alike.](https://img.stablecog.com/insecure/256w/aHR0cHM6Ly9iLnN0YWJsZWNvZy5jb20vMzZiODlmNzUtMmQxYy00ZjEyLTg4NjktZTI3YWJiMGM0MTk1LmpwZWc.webp)
![ConceptSheet: barbarian and her axe with AD&D statistics [by frank frazetta]](https://img.stablecog.com/insecure/256w/aHR0cHM6Ly9iLnN0YWJsZWNvZy5jb20vZTJiMjBhMWUtYWY5NC00ODQ3LTkyZjQtODU2YTgwYTFkNTQxLmpwZWc.webp)
![[art by Frank Frazetta] In the shadowed glade, where the moon cast an eerie glow, a figure emerged from the darkness. A demoness, with goat horns spiraling from her head, stood tall and proud. Her vestal linen dress stained with the blood of the celebration she had just made. The demoness wielded a sword, gleaming in the moonlight, a weapon of ancient power and dark intent. Her eyes, a fiery gaze that spoke of untold secrets and forbidden knowledge, surveyed the scene before her with a mix of sa](https://img.stablecog.com/insecure/256w/aHR0cHM6Ly9iLnN0YWJsZWNvZy5jb20vM2JjNzE3NjctMjk5ZS00ODU5LWE4N2UtZGQyYmJkNTJhM2RiLmpwZWc.webp)