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Prompt: an older bearded warrior holding a sword with his beautiful skinny Queen holding the tiller of a sailing yacht. Fantasy
Simon Howard

Simon Howard

Model: Stable Diffusion 1.5

Prompt:

an older bearded warrior holding a sword with his beautiful skinny Queen holding the tiller of a sailing yacht. Fantasy
Width: 512
Height: 512
Scale: 7
Steps: 25
Seed: 1604391970
Sampler: DPM Solver++

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