A grim, photorealistic scene of an elven war priest leading a horse with a comatose elven commander and undead soldiers in a misty forest.

A grim, photorealistic dark fantasy scene at dusk. On a cold, mist-covered forest trail, an evil elven war priest of Chemosh walks beside a massive black warhorse. The priest wears blackened armor etched with bone motifs over chainmail, carrying a heavy mace with a skull-shaped head and a steel shield marked with the dark sigil of Chemosh. His expression is cold and cruel, exuding twisted authority. Draped over the warhorse’s saddle is a comatose female elven military commander, her silver armor dented and bloodstained, with small, precise wounds across her arms and pale face. A tattered green cloak hangs from her shoulders, and her pale hair flows loosely, catching faint light through the fog. Behind them, five undead elven soldiers trail silently — pale, lifeless, and grotesque, with torn flesh and decaying green military uniforms. Some wear cracked elven helms; others are bare-headed with glassy eyes and bloodless wounds. The forest is twisted and shadowed, with gnarled trees vanishing into thick gray mist. Overhead, ominous clouds churn across a dying sky. The scene is lit with realistic dusk lighting, featuring strong contrast and deep, natural shadows — a haunting, cinematic composition in full photorealism. See more