His armour is scarred Prompts

one eyed Caucasian tribal man with grey skin, covered in scars, scarring, wearing bones as armor, fantasy art by Paul Bonner, Justin Sweet, Alvaro Tapia

Evade the rain Ancient beyond the grasp of even the Gods love can never die but tainted still live. Prints of irreversible steps we took so proud knowing life is short but the journey long, remain now and until we die a story written with stolen time. Where we started lie that once broken circle, Whole and hard as steel daring us to endure what greater souls could not. To break it is another memory to battle while a moon of ghostly white slaves around our sleepy earth. No answer satisfies what feels like endless flocks of thoughts and I wear the loss of you like battle scars without honour. Behind armour the warrior untouchable seems and illusions remain alive. Still, choose this I did not but then neither did you; though dream we did all the same. In face of fate small we seem and more so while her hands guide our steps one final time. Likewise regret, like trying to evade the pouring rain, is a wish made in vain.

Evade the rain Ancient beyond the grasp of even the Gods love can never die but tainted still live. Prints of irreversible steps we took so proud knowing life is short but the journey long, remain now and until we die a story written with stolen time. Where we started lie that once broken circle, Whole and hard as steel daring us to endure what greater souls could not. To break it is another memory to battle while a moon of ghostly white slaves around our sleepy earth. No answer satisfies what feels like endless flocks of thoughts and I wear the loss of you like battle scars without honour. Behind armour the warrior untouchable seems and illusions remain alive. Still, choose this I did not but then neither did you; though dream we did all the same. In face of fate small we seem and more so while her hands guide our steps one final time. Likewise regret, like trying to evade the pouring rain, is a wish made in vain.

Evade the rain Ancient beyond the grasp of even the Gods love can never die but tainted still live. Prints of irreversible steps we took so proud knowing life is short but the journey long, remain now and until we die a story written with stolen time. Where we started lie that once broken circle, Whole and hard as steel daring us to endure what greater souls could not. To break it is another memory to battle while a moon of ghostly white slaves around our sleepy earth. No answer satisfies what feels like endless flocks of thoughts and I wear the loss of you like battle scars without honour. Behind armour the warrior untouchable seems and illusions remain alive. Still, choose this I did not but then neither did you; though dream we did all the same. In face of fate small we seem and more so while her hands guide our steps one final time. Likewise regret, like trying to evade the pouring rain, is a wish made in vain.

ugly one eyed Caucasian man with grey skin, covered in scars, scarring, wearing leather armor, a single and very long braid grows from the middle of his bald skull and is wrapped around his neck, fantasy art by Paul Bonner, Justin Sweet, Alvaro Tapia

one eyed Caucasian man with grey skin, covered in scars, scarring, wearing bones as armor, a single and very long braid grows from the middle of his skull and is wrapped around his neck, fantasy art by Paul Bonner, Justin Sweet, Alvaro Tapia

Create an image of Kael Veydris, an ancient warrior. He is lean but muscular. His face is angular and sharp, with high cheekbones and a prominent jawline. Deep lines mark the edges of his eyes and mouth. His skin is pale, dusted with the fine ash of industrial wastes, and a strange bronze sheen in certain light. His gaze feels as though he is looking through the beholder. His hair is long, dark, and shoulder length, and streaked with grey. He has a short, bristled beard. He wears a cloak with a surface like flickering starlight with Runes glimmering faintly. His armour is scarred, and patched. Across his chest is a diagonal harness for his weapons and tools, and his arms are wrapped in faded ritual bands, marked with sigils and glyphs. At his side hangs the Ashen Fang, sleek and brutal, its blade etched with the image of a coiling dragon devouring its own tail. One eye is a glacial blue, the other a deep gold.

Battle-scarred angry rhino army wearing armour, holding a spear, anthropomorphic, super detail, ultra hd, 8k, real life, maximum facial detail, cinematic lighting --ar 9:16 --q 2 --s 750

Create an image of Kael Veydris, an ancient warrior. He is lean but muscular. His face is angular and sharp, with high cheekbones and a prominent jawline. Deep lines mark the edges of his eyes and mouth. His skin is pale, dusted with the fine ash of industrial wastes, and a strange bronze sheen in certain light. His gaze feels as though he is looking through the beholder. His hair is long, dark, and shoulder length, and streaked with grey. He has a short, bristled beard. He wears a cloak with a surface like flickering starlight with Runes glimmering faintly. His armour is scarred, and patched. Across his chest is a diagonal harness for his weapons and tools, and his arms are wrapped in faded ritual bands, marked with sigils and glyphs. At his side hangs the Ashen Fang, sleek and brutal, its blade etched with the image of a coiling dragon devouring its own tail. One eye is a glacial blue, the other a deep gold.

Create an image of Kael Veydris, an ancient warrior. He is lean but muscular. His face is angular and sharp, with high cheekbones and a prominent jawline. Deep lines mark the edges of his eyes and mouth. His skin is pale, dusted with the fine ash of industrial wastes, and a strange bronze sheen in certain light. His gaze feels as though he is looking through the beholder. His hair is long, dark, and shoulder length, and streaked with grey. He has a short, bristled beard. He wears a cloak with a surface like flickering starlight with Runes glimmering faintly. His armour is scarred, and patched. Across his chest is a diagonal harness for his weapons and tools, and his arms are wrapped in faded ritual bands, marked with sigils and glyphs. At his side hangs the Ashen Fang, sleek and brutal, its blade etched with the image of a coiling dragon devouring its own tail. One eye is a glacial blue, the other a deep gold.

Create an image of Kael Veydris, an ancient warrior. He is lean but muscular. His face is angular and sharp, with high cheekbones and a prominent jawline. Deep lines mark the edges of his eyes and mouth. His skin is pale, dusted with the fine ash of industrial wastes, and a strange bronze sheen in certain light. His gaze feels as though he is looking through the beholder. His hair is long, dark, and shoulder length, and streaked with grey. He has a short, bristled beard. He wears a cloak with a surface like flickering starlight with Runes glimmering faintly. His armour is scarred, and patched. Across his chest is a diagonal harness for his weapons and tools, and his arms are wrapped in faded ritual bands, marked with sigils and glyphs. At his side hangs the Ashen Fang, sleek and brutal, its blade etched with the image of a coiling dragon devouring its own tail. One eye is a glacial blue, the other a deep gold.

Create an image of Kael Veydris, an ancient warrior. He is lean but muscular. His face is angular and sharp, with high cheekbones and a prominent jawline. Deep lines mark the edges of his eyes and mouth. His skin is pale, dusted with the fine ash of industrial wastes, and a strange bronze sheen in certain light. His gaze feels as though he is looking through the beholder. His hair is long, dark, and shoulder length, and streaked with grey. He has a short, bristled beard. He wears a cloak with a surface like flickering starlight with Runes glimmering faintly. His armour is scarred, and patched. Across his chest is a diagonal harness for his weapons and tools, and his arms are wrapped in faded ritual bands, marked with sigils and glyphs. At his side hangs the Ashen Fang, sleek and brutal, its blade etched with the image of a coiling dragon devouring its own tail. One eye is a glacial blue, the other a deep gold.

one eyed Caucasian man with grey skin, covered in scars, scarring, wearing leather armor, a single and very long braid grows from the middle of his skull and is wrapped around his neck, fantasy art by Paul Bonner, Justin Sweet, Alvaro Tapia

Create an image of Kael Veydris, an ancient warrior. He is lean but muscular. His face is angular and sharp, with high cheekbones and a prominent jawline. Deep lines mark the edges of his eyes and mouth. His skin is pale, dusted with the fine ash of industrial wastes, and a strange bronze sheen in certain light. His gaze feels as though he is looking through the beholder. His hair is long, dark, and shoulder length, and streaked with grey. He has a short, bristled beard. He wears a cloak with a surface like flickering starlight with Runes glimmering faintly. His armour is scarred, and patched. Across his chest is a diagonal harness for his weapons and tools, and his arms are wrapped in faded ritual bands, marked with sigils and glyphs. At his side hangs the Ashen Fang, sleek and brutal, its blade etched with the image of a coiling dragon devouring its own tail. One eye is a glacial blue, the other a deep gold.

Evade the rain Ancient beyond the grasp of even the Gods love can never die but tainted still live. Prints of irreversible steps we took so proud knowing life is short but the journey long, remain now and until we die a story written with stolen time. Where we started lie that once broken circle, Whole and hard as steel daring us to endure what greater souls could not. To break it is another memory to battle while a moon of ghostly white slaves around our sleepy earth. No answer satisfies what feels like endless flocks of thoughts and I wear the loss of you like battle scars without honour. Behind armour the warrior untouchable seems and illusions remain alive. Still, choose this I did not but then neither did you; though dream we did all the same. In face of fate small we seem and more so while her hands guide our steps one final time. Likewise regret, like trying to evade the pouring rain, is a wish made in vain.

ugly one eyed Caucasian man with grey skin, covered in scars, scarring, muscular, wearing leather armor, a single and very long braid grows from the middle of his bald skull and is wrapped around his neck, fantasy art by Paul Bonner, Justin Sweet, Alvaro Tapia

one eyed Caucasian man with grey skin, covered in scars, scarring, wearing bones as armor, a singles very long braid grows from the middle of his skull and is wrapped around his neck, fantasy art by Paul Bonner, Justin Sweet, Alvaro Tapia

ugly one eyed Caucasian man with grey skin, covered in scars, scarring, wearing leather armor, a single and very long braid grows from the middle of his bald skull and is wrapped around his neck, fantasy art by Paul Bonner, Justin Sweet, Alvaro Tapia

Create an realistic portrait,blend dark toned colors, diferent shadow intensities, 4k resolution of a lady warrior form a dystopian world, scars on her face and detailed armour with a large mystic sword carried on her back, background should be an desolated area that looks like a desert she is walking through, with high winds and sand in there air and a red sun in the clouds

one eyed Caucasian man with grey skin, covered in scars, scarring, wearing leather armor, a single and very long braid grows from the middle of his skull and is wrapped around his neck, fantasy art by Paul Bonner, Justin Sweet, Alvaro Tapia

Dark-skinned male figure, young adult, with dreadlocks, in a distressed, worn, dark-gray/denim-style kimono-like garment. Heavy, torn textures, and fabric damage, creating a rugged, almost battle-worn appearance. The clothing has large, raw, exposed seams. Metal-plated armor or accessories are visible on the arms and at the waist. Visible chainmail or metal attachments around the forearms and waist. The subject holds a large, matte-gray, antique-style katana-like weapon. The subject has a serious, pensive, and contemplative expression, with an intense gaze. Full-body shot, mid-section, front-facing, with a slightly downward angle perspective. Neutral gray backdrop

character concept art. a gray - skinned brutal scowling man with medium - length black wavy hair, wearing bone armor and totally covered in scars. perfect faces, extremely high details, solo, realistic, symmetric, masterpiece, fantasy art by larry elmore, arthur rackham, dariusz zawadzki

A dark short hair man, draconic armour, scruffy, scales, shirtless, bright oasis background

A demonic woman and her man fighting demons with glowing eyes in the night. they are surrounded by them. their faces are covered with a veil. both wearing a crown. they have tattos. photo realistic. they fight with a sword and she has daggers. arround them they have chains. the armour is black. you can see a few scars on his arms. the man has veil on and a crown. his hair are dark black and really short. you cant see his face. foto realistic. she waring a armour which goes to her neck