There is a man in armor sitting at a table with beer

# A haggard, Caucasian male knight in dented, blood-streaked platemail armor sitting at a scarred picnic table in a crowded, rowdy medieval beergarden, shaven brown hair crewcut matted with grime and highlights dulled by ash, pale white face skin streaked with dirt, sunken brown eyes haunted and depressed, a sheathed sword weapon and shield propped against the table, clutching a dented pewter tankard of sour beer in a gauntleted hand caked with dried mud, a tattered satchel spilling bones and trinkets at his side, the air thick with the stench of decay and despair. # A haggard, matronly Caucasian woman paladin in dented, blood-streaked platemail armor sitting at a scarred picnic table in a crowded, rowdy medieval beergarden, long asymmetrical brown haircut matted with grime and highlights dulled by ash, pale white face skin streaked with dirt and old scars, sunken brown eyes glaring with indignant fury, a sheathed sword weapon propped against the table, clutching a dented pewter tankard of sour beer in a gauntleted hand caked with dried blood, oversized cracked lenses perched atop her head, a tattered satchel spilling bones and trinkets at her side, the air thick with the stench of decay and despair.
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# A haggard, Caucasian male knight in dented, blood-streaked platemail armor sitting at a scarred picnic table in a crowded, rowdy medieval beergarden, shaven brown hair crewcut matted with grime and highlights dulled by ash, pale white face skin streaked with dirt, sunken brown eyes haunted and depressed, a sheathed sword weapon and shield propped against the table, clutching a dented pewter tankard of sour beer in a gauntleted hand caked with dried mud, a tattered satchel spilling bones and trinkets at his side, the air thick with the stench of decay and despair. # A haggard, matronly Caucasian woman paladin in dented, blood-streaked platemail armor sitting at a scarred picnic table in a crowded, rowdy medieval beergarden, long asymmetrical brown haircut matted with grime and highlights dulled by ash, pale white face skin streaked with dirt and old scars, sunken brown eyes glaring with indignant fury, a sheathed sword weapon propped against the table, clutching a dented pewter tankard of sour beer in a gauntleted hand caked with dried blood, oversized cracked lenses perched atop her head, a tattered satchel spilling bones and trinkets at her side, the air thick with the stench of decay and despair.
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