ドワーフの宴会
あっと
Darmani
A towering eight-foot-tall dwarf demigod general with the gachimuchi proportions of a colossal muscle-chubby warrior, standing in a reclaimed underground dwarven feast-hall after a week-long battle. Full body wide shot showing his massive scale against the architecture. He has impossibly broad shoulders, a barrel chest as wide as a small wagon, a thick bull-neck, short but thick tree-trunk legs, heavy muscular arms, and a round cobbled gut like tortoise-shell plate. His colossal beard of dark midnight blue with grey age-streaks spreads down to cover his cleavage and nipples. The shape of his beard is akin to references 4 & 5. The styling and keeping of it is like references 2 & 3 well brushed, curly and shaped without braiding. Its as much a mane for his face as a chest for his chest and woven with gemstones as mementos of fields of accomplishment and precious metal rune-clasps for reward medals and clan rings served/saved or suborned to his feats and accomplishments. He wears a thin soft loose shirt and Venetian slops (a style of loose, puffed, and wide 16th-century breeches worn during the Renaissance and Elizabethan eras, these only cover as low as the thighs) under a wide ornate runic belt, with thick scarred leather boots, otherwise his legs, all of his skin, is bare, with surprisingly light and fair complexion - akin to a beauteous noblewoman. One hand holds a huge custom ultra-magnum pistol with etched prayers but purely the product of engineering as to magic save maybe the materials constructed with, the other a crystal tumbler of bubbling fruit drink. His skin shimmers with body oil made with crushed gemstone dust, silver threads in his beard catching the dwarven innovated phosphor crystals used to make a variation on LEDs. His face is calm, firm, quietly charming with a leader's knowing warmth, human ears without points. Beside him, a normal-sized Dragon-Age-Legion-of-the-Dead-style dwarf in gambeson stands at ease, helmet off, only reaching the giant's waist, emphasizing the impossible scale. Behind them, other Legion dwarves rest and eat at long stone tables in the vast torchlit hall of the cleared holdfast, warm amber light on carved stone pillars and dwarven craftwork, atmospheric fantasy scene, rich warm lighting from braziers and torches, detailed masculine rendering.
No one is bald, no one has animal features in the ears or body, no one has horns. No metal armor is worn even if weapons nearby and lesser protective gear in attendance. It is a repast amongst field bethren and peers and acceptance. To relax and appreciate from the forever war. To partake of its small yet profound spoils.
Hiển thị thông số
- Kích thước
- 512 x 512
