Slike nisu bogznasta, al nisam ni imao vremena da im se nesto bolje posvetim.
Poatoji neki orange-brown cast na metalnim delovima koji je nastao zbog odbijanja suncevog svetla od zidova terase (to kazem da ne bi ste mislili da sam radio neki OSL ), i zlato je ispalo malo tamnije, treba da bude otprilike kao na baneru.
Colorna shema je zahtevana da bude kao sa kutije.
Hvala puno na gledanju i komentarima
Glupost se uvek gura u prve redove da bi bila vidjena, a mudrost u poslednje da bi gledala.
Great minds discuss ideas. Average minds discuss events. Small minds discuss people.
Momo, moras jos samo da nam kazes: da li ce Stevan smeti da ti pipa ove figure? :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol:
That was a hazardous consultation of the Libre Mortis my Lord. An ordeal of high and low doom. The moment I approached the book, it bit me most ferociously.
I must appologize for the explosion that blew off the door of The Chamber Unbreachable, but the simultaneous emergence of seventeen demons from the book spine, caused the spiritual detonation in the soul stoned air of the room.
The whole enterprise was an experience most horrendeous. None but I could have endured it. I was almost damned twice. Even now my soul is twisted to a cork screw.
I suggest you keep the state of your soul to yourself, and inform us, instead, what you have gleamed from the Grimoire.
Hatred and prejudice will never be eradicated. And witch hunts will never be about witches. To have a scapegoat - that's the key. Humans always fear the alien, the odd. Once the mages had left Novigrad, folk turned their anger against the other races... and, as they have for ages, branded their neighbors their greatest foes.
And 'cause I was gazillionaire and I liked doing it so much, I cut that grass for free.