Amidst the swirling mists of a forgotten marshland, a stoic dwarven warrior stands sentinel, his rugged features weathered by a lifetime of battle. His beard, a tangled mass of braids and beads, hangs low upon his chest, a testament to his strength and resilience. Clad in armor forged from the blackened scales of a dragon slain in ages past, he holds a massive warhammer in one hand, its ancient runes pulsing with latent power. With the murky waters of the swamp at his feet and the eerie glow of will- o'- wisps dancing in the distance, he embodies the indomitable spirit of his kin, steadfast and unyielding in the face of adversity
(worst quality, low quality, normal quality:2), bad anatomy, bad hands FastNegativeV2, BadDream, UnrealisticDream
