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Cool Black Haired Boy With Hazelnut Eyes

They have a new crew member his name is Levi he uses 3 swords and has a scar on one eye and is the swordsman of the crew

They have a new crew member his name is Levi he uses 3 swords and has a scar on one eye and is the swordsman of the crew

A sexy girl the has a tight dress

A sexy girl the has a tight dress

An orc battling a berserker

An orc battling a berserker

Male (outlast Game ) oc, teen, middle Long hair

Male (outlast Game ) oc, teen, middle Long hair

Female Human 72 Aberrant Sorcerer wayfarer dnd character

Female Human 72 Aberrant Sorcerer wayfarer dnd character

A smug twink human female with a crossbow on her back and a monical in royal cloth

A smug twink human female with a crossbow on her back and a monical in royal cloth

Create an image of a friendly looking very old man. He has the ears of an elv and the beard and body of a dwarf. He has almost no hair on his head. He has gray hair. His beard is also gray and he has a braid in each side of it with a golden ring at the ends. The beard is kept in place with a golden ring at the bottom. He has a large round shield strapped on his back. He has blue pants with a wide leather belt. He has a leather harness. He has a green cloak. The inside of the cloak is completely covered in many irregular patches of different bright colors. At the side of his belt hangs a bearded axe, the handle is about 30 long. In a leather holster attached to his right upper thigh there is one lone arrow with red fins and a diamond arrowhead. He stands and rests his hands at the hilt of a sword in front of him. The tip of the sword is in the ground. There are runes written along the blade of the sword. A orb floats in the air above his left shoulder. The orb has a smooth surface of pure metal. The size is equal to a volleyball. At his feet rests the chest with legs from the book “the light fantastic” by Terry Prattchets. The background is a medieval battlefield after a battle. A dead dragon is laying on the ground.

Create an image of a friendly looking very old man. He has the ears of an elv and the beard and body of a dwarf. He has ...

Create an image of a nice old man of mixed race between elves and dwarf. He has the ears of an elv and the beard and body of a dwarf. He has almost no hair on his head. He has gray hair. His beard is also gray in color and he has a braid in each side of it with a golden bead at the ends. The beard is about chest lengths and are kept in place with a golden ring at the bottom. He has a large Viking styled round shield strapped as a backpack on his back. He has blue pants kept up with a wide leather belt. He has a leather harness. He has a cape with green outside. The inside of the cape is completely covered in many patches of different bright colors. At the right side of his belt hangs a bearded axe, the handle is about 40cm long. In a leather holster attached to his right upper thigh there is one arrow with red fins and a diamond arrowhead. He stands and rests his hands at the hilt of a sword in front of him. The tip of the sword is in the ground. There are runes written along the blade of the sword. About 30cm above his left shoulder an orb with a smooth, seem less surface of pure metal the size of a volleyball is hovering. At his feet rests the chest with legs from the book “the light fantastic” by Terry Prattchets. The background is a medieval battlefield after a battle. A dead dragon is laying on the ground.

Create an image of a nice old man of mixed race between elves and dwarf. He has the ears of an elv and the beard and bod...

Create an image of a nice old man of mixed race between elves and dwarf. He has the ears of an elv and the beard and body of a dwarf. He has almost no hair on his head. He has gray hair. His beard is also gray in color and he has a braid in each side of it with a golden bead at the ends. The beard is about chest lengths and are kept in place with a golden ring at the bottom. He has a large Viking styled round shield strapped as a backpack on his back. He has blue pants kept up with a wide leather belt. He has a leather harness. He has a cape with green outside. The inside of the cape is completely covered in many patches of different bright colors. At the right side of his belt hangs a bearded axe, the handle is about 40cm long. In a leather holster attached to his right upper thigh there is one arrow with red fins and a diamond arrowhead. He stands and rests his hands at the hilt of a sword in front of him. The tip of the sword is in the ground. There are runes written along the blade of the sword. About 30cm above his left shoulder an orb with a smooth, seem less surface of pure metal the size of a volleyball is hovering. At his feet rests the chest with legs from the book “the light fantastic” by Terry Prattchets. The background is a medieval battlefield after a battle. A dead dragon is laying on the ground.

Create an image of a nice old man of mixed race between elves and dwarf. He has the ears of an elv and the beard and bod...

Create an realistic image of a friendly looking very old man. He has the ears of an elv and the beard and body of a dwarf. He has almost no hair on his head. He has gray hair. His beard is also gray and he has a braid in each side of it with a golden ring at the ends. The beard is kept in place with a golden ring at the bottom. He has a large round shield strapped on his back. He has blue pants with a wide leather belt. He has a leather harness. He has a green cloak. The inside of the cloak is completely covered in many irregular patches of different bright colors. At the side of his belt hangs a bearded axe, the handle is about 30 long. In a leather holster attached to his right upper thigh there is one lone arrow with red fins and a diamond arrowhead. He stands and rests his hands at the hilt of a sword in front of him. The tip of the sword is in the ground. There are runes written along the blade of the sword. A orb floats in the air above his left shoulder. The orb has a smooth surface of pure metal. The size is equal to a volleyball. At his feet rests the chest with legs from the book “the light fantastic” by Terry Prattchets. The background is a medieval battlefield after a battle. A dead dragon is laying on the ground.

Create an realistic image of a friendly looking very old man. He has the ears of an elv and the beard and body of a dwar...

Create an image of a friendly looking very old man of mixed race between elves and dwarf. He has the ears of an elv and the beard and body of a dwarf. He has almost no hair on his head. He has gray hair. His beard is also gray and he has a braid in each side of it with a golden ring at the ends. The beard is about chest lengths and are kept in place with a golden ring at the bottom. He has a large Viking styled round shield strapped on his back. He has blue pants kept up with a wide leather belt. He has a leather harness. He has a green cloak. The inside of the cloak is completely covered in many irregular patches of different bright colors. At the right side of his belt hangs a bearded axe, the handle is about 30 long. In a leather holster attached to his right upper thigh there is one lone arrow with red fins and a diamond arrowhead. He stands and rests his hands at the hilt of a sword in front of him. The tip of the sword is in the ground. There are runes written along the blade of the sword. A orb floats in the air above his left shoulder. The orb has a smooth surface of pure metal. The size is equal to a volleyball. At his feet rests the chest with legs from the book “the light fantastic” by Terry Prattchets. The background is a medieval battlefield after a battle. A dead dragon is laying on the ground.

Create an image of a friendly looking very old man of mixed race between elves and dwarf. He has the ears of an elv and ...

g 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 predatory, echoing with a low, guttural rumble that sends a shiver down one's spine. 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, their points catching the light and casting dancing shadows across his pale features. The red glow intensifies, illuminating his figure with an almost demonic beauty, as if he were a creature of myth and legend come to life.

g of pale peach fuzz. A pair of intense crimson eyes, glinting with mischief, burn with an inner fire, their pupils dila...

g 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 predatory, echoing with a low, guttural rumble that sends a shiver down one's spine. 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, their points catching the light and casting dancing shadows across his pale features. The red glow intensifies, illuminating his figure with an almost demonic beauty, as if he were a creature of myth and legend come to life.

g of pale peach fuzz. A pair of intense crimson eyes, glinting with mischief, burn with an inner fire, their pupils dila...

g 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 predatory, echoing with a low, guttural rumble that sends a shiver down one's spine. 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, their points catching the light and casting dancing shadows across his pale features. The red glow intensifies, illuminating his figure with an almost demonic beauty, as if he were a creature of myth and legend come to life.

g of pale peach fuzz. A pair of intense crimson eyes, glinting with mischief, burn with an inner fire, their pupils dila...

g 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 predatory, echoing with a low, guttural rumble that sends a shiver down one's spine. 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, their points catching the light and casting dancing shadows across his pale features. The red glow intensifies, illuminating his figure with an almost demonic beauty, as if he were a creature of myth and legend come to life.

g of pale peach fuzz. A pair of intense crimson eyes, glinting with mischief, burn with an inner fire, their pupils dila...

g 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 predatory, echoing with a low, guttural rumble that sends a shiver down one's spine. 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, their points catching the light and casting dancing shadows across his pale features. The red glow intensifies, illuminating his figure with an almost demonic beauty, as if he were a creature of myth and legend come to life.

g of pale peach fuzz. A pair of intense crimson eyes, glinting with mischief, burn with an inner fire, their pupils dila...

g 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 predatory, echoing with a low, guttural rumble that sends a shiver down one's spine. 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, their points catching the light and casting dancing shadows across his pale features. The red glow intensifies, illuminating his figure with an almost demonic beauty, as if he were a creature of myth and legend come to life.

g of pale peach fuzz. A pair of intense crimson eyes, glinting with mischief, burn with an inner fire, their pupils dila...

g 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 predatory, echoing with a low, guttural rumble that sends a shiver down one's spine. 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, their points catching the light and casting dancing shadows across his pale features. The red glow intensifies, illuminating his figure with an almost demonic beauty, as if he were a creature of myth and legend come to life.

g of pale peach fuzz. A pair of intense crimson eyes, glinting with mischief, burn with an inner fire, their pupils dila...

g 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 predatory, echoing with a low, guttural rumble that sends a shiver down one's spine. 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, their points catching the light and casting dancing shadows across his pale features. The red glow intensifies, illuminating his figure with an almost demonic beauty, as if he were a creature of myth and legend come to life.

g of pale peach fuzz. A pair of intense crimson eyes, glinting with mischief, burn with an inner fire, their pupils dila...

g 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 predatory, echoing with a low, guttural rumble that sends a shiver down one's spine. 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, their points catching the light and casting dancing shadows across his pale features. The red glow intensifies, illuminating his figure with an almost demonic beauty, as if he were a creature of myth and legend come to life.

g of pale peach fuzz. A pair of intense crimson eyes, glinting with mischief, burn with an inner fire, their pupils dila...

g 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 predatory, echoing with a low, guttural rumble that sends a shiver down one's spine. 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, their points catching the light and casting dancing shadows across his pale features. The red glow intensifies, illuminating his figure with an almost demonic beauty, as if he were a creature of myth and legend come to life.

g of pale peach fuzz. A pair of intense crimson eyes, glinting with mischief, burn with an inner fire, their pupils dila...

g 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 predatory, echoing with a low, guttural rumble that sends a shiver down one's spine. 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, their points catching the light and casting dancing shadows across his pale features. The red glow intensifies, illuminating his figure with an almost demonic beauty, as if he were a creature of myth and legend come to life.

g of pale peach fuzz. A pair of intense crimson eyes, glinting with mischief, burn with an inner fire, their pupils dila...

g 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 predatory, echoing with a low, guttural rumble that sends a shiver down one's spine. 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, their points catching the light and casting dancing shadows across his pale features. The red glow intensifies, illuminating his figure with an almost demonic beauty, as if he were a creature of myth and legend come to life.

g of pale peach fuzz. A pair of intense crimson eyes, glinting with mischief, burn with an inner fire, their pupils dila...

Create an image of a man of mixed race between elves and dwarf. He has the ears of an elv and the beard and body of a dwarf. He is old and beginning to bald. He has gray hair. His beard is also gray in color and he has a braid in each side of it with a golden bead at the ends. The beard is about chest lengths and are kept in place with a golden ring at the bottom. He has a large Viking styled round shield strapped to his back. He has blue pants kept up with a wide leather belt. He has a leather harness. He has a cape with green outside. The inside of the cape is completely covered in patches of different bright colors. At the right side of his belt hangs a bearded axe, the handle is about 40cm long. In a leather holster attached to his right upper thigh is there an arrow with red fins. He rest his hands at the hilt of a sword in front of him. The tip of the sword is in the ground. There are runes written along the blade of the sword. About 30cm above his left shoulder an orb of smooth metal the size of a volleyball is hovering. At his the trunk with legs from the book “the light fantastic” by Terry Prattchets rests. The background is a medieval battlefield after a battle

Create an image of a man of mixed race between elves and dwarf. He has the ears of an elv and the beard and body of a dw...

The First is a goblinoid figure transformed by centuries of exposure to Feywild magic, his appearance a striking blend of resilience and otherworldly influence. He stands taller than most of his kind at five and a half feet, with a wiry yet muscular frame that speaks to his agility and strength. His body is a patchwork of scars, each one a testament to battles fought and survived, marking him as both a warrior and a survivor. His angular and asymmetrical face, with a broad, flat nose and high cheekbones, carries a rugged, primal charm. His skin is a blend of verdant green and olive tones that shimmer faintly under certain light, an unmistakable sign of the magic that has warped him. These features exude a raw intensity, weathered yet sharp, hinting at his fierce and complex nature. The First’s piercing eyes glow faintly with an otherworldly green hue, betraying his Feywild origins. They convey sharp intelligence and a hidden well of emotion, reflecting both the life he left behind and the one he now serves. His bald head, smooth and marked with faint scars, emphasizes his angular features and adds to his focused, unyielding demeanor. His attire combines practicality with a touch of Feywild beauty. The Rogue’s Mantle, a patchwork cloak gifted by Ma, flows like liquid shadow, embroidered with thorned vines and serpents. His arms and hands are wrapped in dark leather bindings etched with faintly glowing runes, enhancing his strength and durability. Every piece of his clothing is functional, designed for battle, infiltration, or intimidation, yet imbued with the surreal elegance of his Feywild origins.

The First is a goblinoid figure transformed by centuries of exposure to Feywild magic, his appearance a striking blend o...