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Amderian

Model: Stable Diffusion XL 1.0 (1024)

Prompt:

(Full body) male alchemist with a short hair and beard, standing outside of a dark forest, pathfinder, d&d setting, in a realistic digital art style

Negative prompt:

disfigured, extra limbs, face cut, extra fingers, extra arms, mutation, bad proportions, malforme...Show more
Scale: 7
Steps: 25
Seed: 791831025
Width: 1024
Height: 1024
Sampler: DPM++ 2M SDE Karras

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