Two people: There are exactly two adults in this picture, Cormac on the left and Maeve on the right, standing apart, and nobody else. Cormac, on the left, ears: Cormac has ordinary rounded human ears under the hat brim, and a full red beard on a human man's jaw. The beard is his alone. Maeve, Hair: Her hair is long, straight and two-toned in layers, not streaked. The outer layer is black and the inner layer underneath is green, so the green only shows where the hair lifts, parts, or falls away from her back. Parted precisely down the middle, no fringe across the forehead. Maeve, Ears: Her ears are large and long-pointed, elf ears, fully visible. The long pointed ears and the green under-layer are Maeve's alone, on the right. A painterly anime illustration in a soft cel-shaded semi-realistic register, cool wet night palette of soot black, wet slate and a thin sodium yellow. Drawn in clean cel-shaded anime line art with flat colour areas and simple shading, drawn rather than photographed. Anime facial proportions, large expressive eyes, small nose, soft jaw. The people are drawn about seven and a half heads tall, small heads on adult shoulders. A wet mountain road at night, outside an early industrial city. Broken stone and black mud, wheel ruts full of water, puddles holding the lamps. Soot-stained brick mills climb the slope, tall iron chimneys, a few yellow factory windows, a coal heap by a gate, steam at a vent. The far ridge is dark. Rain has just stopped. The road is a working road of mill brick and iron. Framing: A wide landscape view from the side, the lens a few paces off the road at about the height of their chests. A wet kerbstone fills the bottom edge, close to the lens and larger than the stones further along the road. Both people stand head to toe inside the frame, the same size, one in each half, with open road between them. The horizon, where the wet road meets the black mill skyline, crosses both figures at about chest height. Their faces are turned toward each other and both faces read in clear profile. Mill roofs and a chimney fill the top of the frame. Standing full length on the left side of the wet road, with open road between him and the woman, is Cormac: A 38-year-old red-bearded highwayman in a long weathered brown coat and a wide-brimmed hat, a stoneware whiskey jug on his belt, a human man with rounded human ears and the only beard in the picture, grinning at Maeve. Standing full length on the right side of the wet road is Maeve, an adult woman, a half-elf, fit with a large bust, long straight black hair with a green under-layer beneath and a precise middle part, sharp narrow bright green eyes that give her a confident predatory look, fair light skin, sharp features, and a posture that reads as spoiling for a fight. She is 38 years old. She wears a white crop top under an open studded black leather jacket with chains at the collar, black pants, a black choker with a ring pendant, and a chain at her belt. Her mouth stays closed. Her eyes are on Cormac, unimpressed. Posture and light: Both of Cormac's hands hang empty and open beside his coat, away from his belt. The one stoneware whiskey jug hangs from his belt on a leather loop, stoppered, and no hand touches it. Maeve's outer hand holds her own dark glass whiskey bottle straight down beside her outer thigh, the bottle capped, and her other hand is a closed fist set on her outer hip. A wide stretch of empty road lies between them, and both of them stay up at full height, his weight on the back foot under the straight coat, her weight forward under the open jacket, the chains hanging still. A cold lamp on the mill wall lays a thin yellow line along the wet coat, the wet leather and the puddles. The mills behind them are black. The two figures stay separate, with space between them. Both faces are sharp.