A fallen Valkyrie, burdened by centuries of sorrow, stands resolute on her stone dais. Her once-majestic silver wings, now tarnished, exude ethereal smoke. With crimson tears streaking her regal face and a corrupted spear in hand, she embodies a haunting mix of duty, defiance, and lost glory.

Valkyrie of Sorrow

a Valkyrie stands tall upon a stone dais. Crimson tears streak her pale, elven face, tracing paths along her sharp, regal features. Her silver hair, once immaculate, now falls in wild strands around her shoulders, matted with the weight of centuries. Her eyes — once radiant with resolve — burn with sorrow and grim determination, glowing faintly with an eerie, violet light.

Her wings are vast, like those of a celestial warrior, but tarnished. Feathers of pale silver and ashen gray tremble, shedding faint wisps of ethereal smoke. The cracks run upon her flesh, faint lines of shadowy corruption pulsing beneath her skin. Despite this, her presence remains undeniable — she is a being forged of defiance and duty.

Her armor gleams with a metallic sheen, though the gold and silver have dulled. Jagged fractures scar the plates, barely holding together through ancient enchantments. Engraved runes of forgotten power pulse softly across her breastplate, though some flicker and fail. Her gauntlets tighten around the massive spear she wields — an exquisite weapon of darkened steel and gleaming silver, its tip wreathed in a ghostly, violet light. The long shaft bears intricate carvings of celestial wings, now marred by scorch marks and fractured sigils.

 Her crimson tears fall freely. They sizzle softly as they touch the cold floor. Her wings spread wide, casting jagged shadows across the towering bas-reliefs that surround her. The distant echoes of her shattered oath linger in the heavy air.

AI-generated npc fantasy art. A fallen Valkyrie, burdened by centuries of sorrow, stands resolute on her stone dais. Her once-majestic silver wings, now t…