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Slayer

Title: Slayer
Creator: Joseph Angelo S. Tarrosa
Subject: Slayer, Wyvern
Size: 1920x612 px
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Description: Digital landscape painting of a monster slayer preparing to engage an Elder Wyvern.
Contents: Slayer Digital landscape painting glow and no glow version.
Other Title: n/a
Publisher: Artstation
Date created: 17/05/2020
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Additional Caption:
Like heralds of a storm, dark clouds formed on the horizon and a deathly white mist crept forth from the mountains and blanketed the land around the abandoned fortress at the kingdom's outskirts.
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The slayer's black steed huffed and anxiously stomped the ground as it sensed the ominous clouds, but the slayer kept still and fixed his gaze across the mountains, waiting for his prey to reveal itself.
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The land was barren and dark, snow capped mountains stretching out north as far as the eye can see. The air was frigid and harsh in the lands north of this kingdom. The Slayer would barely mind the cold in normal circumstances, but it seems as if the mist made the temperature plummet a couple more degrees.
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The Slayer tightened his grip on his halberd and squinted at the unmistakable shape beyond the dark clouds. And there it was, dark clouds made way and revealed the hulking figure of a creature as big as the mountain it stands on. The earth shook at its every step, and the mountains trembled under its weight. Elder Wyvern, ravenous beasts almost as old as the gods themselves.
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The kingdom's sorcerers were fools to tamper with relics that even the Elven sages did not dare disturb. That, along with many other atrocities the kingdom is responsible for, makes it tempting for the slayer to just leave the beast and let it demolish that bastard's kingdom.
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Alas, the beast would just become more and more troublesome to kill if it is allowed to devour a kingdom's worth of souls. Guess the kingdom will just have to fall some other way.
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The beast let out a guttural growl that echoed across the mountains. Parts of its body glowed bright yellow before fading again like the beating of a heart. It perched itself on top of the mountain as it surveyed its path towards its destination.
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It was time for the slayer to go to work. He hefted his halberd and spurred his steed towards the abandoned fortress. The beast shall go no further.