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An Orc Blacksmith Quenching A Freshly Forged Sword In A Pool Of Bubbling, Alchemical Liquid. The Blade Drinks In The Strange

An Eladrin male in his winter form stands in a high fantasy setting, surrounded by the ancient, weather-worn ruins of elegant elven architecture, hinting at a world touched by past conflict. His skin is a pale, icy blue, and his long hair flows pure white tied up into a messy bun with curls running down his shoulders. His eyes glow with an intense, sickly, pulsing green—tainted by visible magical corruption. A deep, jagged scar, unhealed and raw, marks his chest. He wears intricate, medium armor, layered and functional, over which a heavy, billowing blue cloak flows dramatically in the wind. In his hands, he wields a large, enchanted greatsword with no crossgaurd. The sword features a striking design: a large, pale blue crystal embedded in the center of the blade where the crossgaurd should be and a smaller, matching crystal set in the pommel, both pulsing with arcane energy. His expression is one of reckless determination, caught between desperation and purpose. The background reflects subtle signs of a magical war, with broken stone arches, glowing runes, and distant elven spires fading into a cold, misty atmosphere.

An Eladrin male in his winter form stands in a high fantasy setting, surrounded by the ancient, weather-worn ruins of el...

An Eladrin male in his winter form stands in a high fantasy setting, surrounded by the ancient, weather-worn ruins of elegant elven architecture, hinting at a world touched by past conflict. His skin is a pale, icy blue, and his long hair flows pure white tied up into a messy bun with curls running down his shoulders. His eyes glow with an intense, sickly, pulsing green—tainted by visible magical corruption. A deep, jagged scar, unhealed and raw, marks his chest. He wears intricate, medium armor, layered and functional, over which a heavy, billowing blue cloak flows dramatically in the wind. In his hands, he wields a large, enchanted greatsword with no crossgaurd. The sword features a striking design: a large, pale blue crystal embedded in the center of the blade where the crossgaurd should be and a smaller, matching crystal set in the pommel, both pulsing with arcane energy. His expression is one of reckless determination, caught between desperation and purpose. The background reflects subtle signs of a magical war, with broken stone arches, glowing runes, and distant elven spires fading into a cold, misty atmosphere.

An Eladrin male in his winter form stands in a high fantasy setting, surrounded by the ancient, weather-worn ruins of el...