DLC発売日決定記念
Rasman045
The Knight of the Forest
As soon as I saw this character in full armor wielding a greatsword, I was captivated by his noble yet fierce aura. The detailed armor and his calm yet intense gaze really speak to his strength and history. I can't help but feel inspired by his presence—looking forward to more adventures! If you love medieval fantasy characters like me, please like, follow, and share your thoughts in the comments!
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DLC発売日決定記念
Rasman045
artist: ratatatat74, In a medium shot with a 3/4 view, an old knight sits solemnly upon a weathered stone in a clear, open field. He is an elderly man with a stern, weary expression in his eyes, reflecting a lifetime of violence, and long white hair that blends the lines of age and trauma. He wears a well-maintained but aged brigandine armor, marked by visible repair patches and worn textures. Resting across his lap is an immaculate longsword; his hand rests affectionately on the golden hilt, which is intricately carved with a design of thorns and roses. The knight gazes directly at the viewer with a sense of solemn dignity. The background consists of a vast, empty opening under a darkening sky. The scene is bathed in the warm, golden light of the last rays of the evening sun, creating a sharp glint as the light reflects off the polished blade, evoking a mood of quiet resolution.
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artist: ratatatat74, An old knight, sitting in a clear opening. He has stern eyes that look tired from violence, short hair that turned white so long ago no one could say whether age or fear did it. The man is looking at the viewer with solemn dignity, as if preparing to say words he rehearsed long ago. He wears an old, but well-maintained brigandine, the brigandine is patches up in several places. The man holds an immaculate longsword across his lap. The blade is glinting in the sunlight. The golden guard has intricate protruding shapes of roses and thorns. The thorns seem numerous, but avoid the wielder's hand. The man's hand is resting on the sword hilt affectionately. The last rays of the evening sun shine over the scene, their light reflecting from the blade. Solemn melancholic atmosphere, dark red evening light.
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