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A Woman Wizard With Orange Hair And Blue Eyes, Dnd Inspired

A striking Drow female rogue assassin standing in a shadowy stone corridor, lit by dim bluish moonlight. She has obsidian skin with a slight violet sheen, piercing amethyst eyes, and long silver-white hair tied back into a tight braid. Her expression is calm, calculating, and deadly. She wears dark leather armor reinforced with quiet silver accents, a flowing midnight cloak that blends into the shadows, and twin curved daggers at her hips glowing faintly with enchantment. Her boots are silent and sleek, and her fingers wear rings enchanted for stealth. Behind her is the faint silhouette of a symbol representing the Shadow Fang gang. The atmosphere is tense, as if she is moments from striking. Realistic fantasy art style, high detail, cinematic lighting.

A striking Drow female rogue assassin standing in a shadowy stone corridor, lit by dim bluish moonlight. She has obsidia...

Sentient plant-human hybrid, body made of vines and leaves, flowers blooming from skin, eyes like dewdrops, forest setting with oversized mushrooms, Art Nouveau-inspired graphic design style with organic shapes and muted earth tones --v 6.1

Sentient plant-human hybrid, body made of vines and leaves, flowers blooming from skin, eyes like dewdrops, forest setti...

A figure of stark contrasts, a 19-year-old with a lean, muscular physique and skin the color of winter snow stands defiantly. His hair, a cascade of pure white, frames a face that seems sculpted from moonlight, while a pair of intense crimson eyes, glinting with mischief, burn with an inner fire. Shirtless, he displays a body honed by discipline, every muscle a testament to his strength. Loose white pants, cinched at the waist by a vibrant red belt, drape over his lean hips, a stark counterpoint to his pale skin. A crimson necklace, bearing a pendant shaped like the letter "V," rests against his collarbone, a touch of defiant individuality. He carries a katana with effortless grace, its polished blade reflecting the sunlight like a sliver of ice. Leaning back, he throws his head back in laughter, a sound that is both carefree and predatory. His stance is that of a predator at rest, radiating an aura of effortless power, a being utterly unconcerned with the dangers that may lie ahead. Two crimson horns, tipped with obsidian, sprout from his head, adding an otherworldly touch to his already striking appearance.

A figure of stark contrasts, a 19-year-old with a lean, muscular physique and skin the color of winter snow stands defi...

Christine ‘Mrs. Claus’ Kringle, custom lineage, third level light cleric, for a one shot where Santa was murdered on Christmas Eve. Christine is a warm, matronly figure with a twinkle in her eyes that reflects her jolly spirit. She has snow-white hair, styled into a neat bun tied with a vibrant red ribbon, and rosy cheeks. Her attire consists of a long red gown adorned with white fur trim, topped with an oversized belt that holds her assortment of magical tools and supplies, plus a cozy red cape that adds to her festive vibe. She has a snowflake pendant. She has a large candy cane for spell casting. She’s in the snow casting a spell. She a badass

Christine ‘Mrs. Claus’ Kringle, custom lineage, third level light cleric, for a one shot where Santa was murdered on Chr...

Realistic looking: A figure of stark contrasts, a 19-year-old with a lean, muscular physique and skin the color of winter snow stands defiantly, bathed in an ethereal red glow that seems to emanate from within. His hair, a cascade of pure white like freshly fallen snow, frames a face that seems sculpted from moonlight, the sharp planes softened by a dusting of pale peach fuzz. A pair of intense crimson eyes, glinting with mischief, burn with an inner fire, their pupils dilated like those of a predator assessing its prey. Shirtless, he displays a body honed by discipline, every muscle a testament to his strength, rippling beneath his pale skin like waves in a stormy sea. Loose white pants, cinched at the waist by a vibrant red belt that matches the eerie glow around him, drape over his lean hips, a stark counterpoint to his pale skin. A crimson necklace, bearing a pendant shaped like the letter "V," rests against his collarbone, a touch of defiant individuality, pulsing faintly in time with his heartbeat. Leaning back, he throws his head back in laughter, a sound that is both carefree and predat

Realistic looking: A figure of stark contrasts, a 19-year-old with a lean, muscular physique and skin the color of wint...

Realistic looking: A figure of stark contrasts, a 19-year-old with a lean, muscular physique and skin the color of winter snow stands defiantly, bathed in an ethereal red glow that seems to emanate from within. His hair, a cascade of pure white like freshly fallen snow, frames a face that seems sculpted from moonlight, the sharp planes softened by a dusting of pale peach fuzz. A pair of intense crimson eyes, glinting with mischief, burn with an inner fire, their pupils dilated like those of a predator assessing its prey. Shirtless, he displays a body honed by discipline, every muscle a testament to his strength, rippling beneath his pale skin like waves in a stormy sea. Loose white pants, cinched at the waist by a vibrant red belt that matches the eerie glow around him, drape over his lean hips, a stark counterpoint to his pale skin. A crimson necklace, bearing a pendant shaped like the letter "V," rests against his collarbone, a touch of defiant individuality, pulsing faintly in time with his heartbeat. Leaning back, he throws his head back in laughter, a sound that is both carefree and predat

Realistic looking: A figure of stark contrasts, a 19-year-old with a lean, muscular physique and skin the color of wint...

Realistic looking: A figure of stark contrasts, a 19-year-old with a lean, muscular physique and skin the color of winter snow stands defiantly, bathed in an ethereal red glow that seems to emanate from within. His hair, a cascade of pure white like freshly fallen snow, frames a face that seems sculpted from moonlight, the sharp planes softened by a dusting of pale peach fuzz. A pair of intense crimson eyes, glinting with mischief, burn with an inner fire, their pupils dilated like those of a predator assessing its prey. Shirtless, he displays a body honed by discipline, every muscle a testament to his strength, rippling beneath his pale skin like waves in a stormy sea. Loose white pants, cinched at the waist by a vibrant red belt that matches the eerie glow around him, drape over his lean hips, a stark counterpoint to his pale skin. A crimson necklace, bearing a pendant shaped like the letter "V," rests against his collarbone, a touch of defiant individuality, pulsing faintly in time with his heartbeat. Leaning back, he throws his head back in laughter, a sound that is both carefree and predat

Realistic looking: A figure of stark contrasts, a 19-year-old with a lean, muscular physique and skin the color of wint...

Realistic looking: A figure of stark contrasts, a 19-year-old with a lean, muscular physique and skin the color of winter snow stands defiantly, bathed in an ethereal red glow that seems to emanate from within. His hair, a cascade of pure white like freshly fallen snow, frames a face that seems sculpted from moonlight, the sharp planes softened by a dusting of pale peach fuzz. A pair of intense crimson eyes, glinting with mischief, burn with an inner fire, their pupils dilated like those of a predator assessing its prey. Shirtless, he displays a body honed by discipline, every muscle a testament to his strength, rippling beneath his pale skin like waves in a stormy sea. Loose white pants, cinched at the waist by a vibrant red belt that matches the eerie glow around him, drape over his lean hips, a stark counterpoint to his pale skin. A crimson necklace, bearing a pendant shaped like the letter "V," rests against his collarbone, a touch of defiant individuality, pulsing faintly in time with his heartbeat. Leaning back, he throws his head back in laughter, a sound that is both carefree and predat

Realistic looking: A figure of stark contrasts, a 19-year-old with a lean, muscular physique and skin the color of wint...