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Pretty Lights, Borean Tundra, September 27, 2008.
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Transborea, Borean Tundra (83,32)
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Rouge Out of Nagrand and into Borean Tundra in Wrath Classic
I mentioned a while back that my rogue, Chadwicke, or Chad for short, had finally made it out of vanilla content in Wrath Classic and to Outland. He had even just cleared level 65 out there and was on his way to Nagrand soon. Not much sun in Zangarmarsh there Chad And then, for whatever reason, Blizzard turned of the Joyous Journeys xp buff and launched WoW Classic Season of Discovery while the…
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Wooly mammoths and their calves in the Borean Tundra
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I wanna learn to appreciate Garrosh as much as you do can you recommend any resources
1. me 😊
(some of these posts are a little old so bear with me if they are clunky. i should really clean this up)
2. canon resources in (lore) chronological order:
world of warcraft: the burning crusade (game) - nagrand
world of warcraft: wrath of the lich king (game) - borean tundra - ulduar (trailer only) - trial of the champion - trial of the crusader - icecrown citadel*
world of warcraft issues #15-19 (vol.3) (comic books)* these are THE ugliest comics known to man and theyve been mostly retconned but it's technically garrosh's first appearance outside of the game so im including them
heart of war by sarah pine (short story)
the shattering: prelude to cataclysm by christie golden (novel)
world of warcraft: cataclysm (game) - silverpine forest - stonetalon mountains - twilight highlands (intro + dragonmaw recruitment quests which i cant find good footage of) - most of the horde campaign quests since he's warchief but those are the big ones
wolfheart by richard a knaak (novel)*
world of warcraft: mists of pandaria (game) - horde campaign intro cinematic - pandaren intro quests (horde) - jade forest* - scenarios*: theramore's fall, dagger in the dark, dark heart of pandaria, secrets of ragefire - landfall (dominance offensive, horde + operation: shieldwall, alliance) - siege of orgrimmar: cinematic trailer, full raid + alliance ending cinematic, combined horde + alliance ending cinematic
jaina proudmoore: tides of war by christie golden (novel)*
hearthstone (game) - book of mercenaries: rokara vs garrosh - book of heroes: garrosh - book of heroes: jaina* - book of heroes: thrall* - book of heroes: anduin*
war crimes by christie golden (novel)
gul'dan and the stranger (short comic)
hellscream by robert brooks (short story)
world of warcraft: warlords of draenor (cinematic + game) - nagrand ...2!
afterlives: revendreth (animatic)*
world of warcraft: shadowlands (game) - sanctum of domination (raid + cinematic)
*not directly about garrosh but he features prominently (either making an appearance or it's tied to his story)
if you are looking for the comics/novels you can find them and more on @/wrathion's warcraft content archive (last updated around the beginning of BFA / ~2018 so it doesnt have everything but it's got the garrosh stuff)
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Omg they finally made one good dragonriding race, the geothermal jaunt in borean tundra. That's what i want all dragon races to be like.
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Return to the world of Azeroth....in Morrowind, for today we're showcasing World of Morrocraft's beta release for the continent of Northrend!
A project two years in the making, World of Morrocraft aims to bring the realms of Azeroth to the game-world of Morrowind, largely using Morrowind assets to provide a new interpretation on the classic locations and environments found in World of Warcraft.
Tel Shadow's ambitious personal project, this beta release includes a mostly exterior complete continent of Northrend, covering the regional zones of the Borean Tundra, Dragonblight, Grizzly Hills, Crystalsong Forest, Icecrown, Storm Peaks, Sholazar Basin, and Lake Wintergrasp.
But this release is still exteriors only, no NPCs or enemies have been included yet, though NPCing and creatures might be included in the next update along with the zones Zul'Drak and Howling Fjord.
As a note, it needs to be emphasized that this is an interpretation of Northrend, not a 1:1 remaking of Northrend from World of Warcraft. Some things are different, like the city of Dalaran isn't floating in this version (due to performance issues), so keep in mind it won't look exactly the same (nor could it while primarily using Morrowind assets).
But either way, this is a really impressive project, with tons of verticality, and while there's not much gameplay just yet, the landscapes are a visual delight that manages to capture some of that nostalgic MMO magic!
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Had a very 'WTF' kind of day yesterday, but coming home to a smooth early access expansion launch for WoW really helped to unwind.
So far I have found the story to be very engaging, and I can't wait to keep going today (before 3 days of upcoming nightmare with the idiot at work). I made it just 1 bar shy of 3 levels in the 3 hours I played last night, and that's just following the main story!
It's not much of a spoiler what happened to Khadgar at this point, but I'm hoping his 'absence' isn't permanent. I like to believe he was just transferred to somewhere else. You can't just get rid of a beloved character like that (though still miffed at the shitty Shadowlands ending they did for Arthas...he deserved better).
There was one not-expected sacrifice, and I was like 'Noooo! I was just starting to like that character! You can't do all this stuff to make me like this character then just have them die like that!!!'. But it really helped make the story that much more engaging.
There was something I've noticed when doing a lot of the quests (so far). There are a lot that are reminiscent of quests from earlier expansions. I'd be doing one and then go 'Oh! This is just like that one time in Borean Tundra!'. There were also a few that kind of reminded me of a few quests in FFXIV (specifically ARR portion, though it could have just been the setting/aesthetic of the one area I was in at the time).
Okay, enough rambling. Pic of my Draenei hunter, Kanika, and her two loyal kitties, Shadow and Ice, during the last few moments before the beloved city of Dalaran became an expansion casualty.
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Fires of the North
CHAPTER 1: FELL BOUND
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The newspapers began reporting on the construction of the great refinery long before even the switchblade-quick men of almighty business could swoop down like vultures from penthouses and corner offices and tear the land apart. No, when news broke on the front page of the Borean Dawn- OIL FIELDS FOUND IN FROZEN NORTH- what would go on to be the most contested piece of land in the Arctic Circle was still just snow and ice, one hundred miles from the nearest major civilization. And yet, the moment those hunters struck oil, journalists hacked out stories and printing presses churned out copy after copy hailing the construction of the most magnificent new oil refinery in the world, a veritable palace of industry, the vital turning point that would finally bring Hyperborea to the world’s attention, under the assumption that the magnate with the sharpest teeth would have broken ground before they could get another issue out.
This is not what would eventually become of the oil field.
There would be no palace of industry, no global eyes on long-overlooked Hyperborea, and no winner to the rat race that would go on to stain the snowfields for the next several years. Seventy-four starry-eyed men and women from every place conceivable, surnames from every dialect and tongue, would set out northward with teams of shovel-wielding laborers and vast pools of gold at their command. By the end of the first winter, only three would remain.
To understand the depth and depravity of the events that would play out there, one must first understand the depth and depravity of Hyperborea herself. None can match her beauty, and none can match her wrath. Poets wax and dream of her frozen shores, of rivers cutting through endless glittering fields of snow, of secrets untouched by time within the beating heart of shining glaciers- and yet the reality of fair Hyperborea, the Frozen North, Hell on Ice, Glacale, the Last Rise before the Abyss, is a cold and cruel one. The country, and the vanishingly few brave souls who live in it, seem balanced on a knife-edge. Every death and birth, every successful hunt, every chunk of coal burnt to ashes, every grain taken from food stores in the unfathomable depths of winter, is kept in perfect, metered record. Because the truth of a land like Hyperborea, so much further North than anyone should have gone, is that it will snatch everything that is good and warm from you, force its frostbitten fingers into every crack in your plans, your shelter, your safety, and tear it from you like freeze-thaw through a boulder, and leave you, hypothermic and broken, upon the burning snow. There are nights that last days. There are blizzards that last months. There are villages that disappear into the snow and are never seen again.
Perhaps this provides some clarity, then, as to why so many were gripped with such an acute madness when the news broke- perhaps this elucidates even further why so few of them would live or remain to see it through. For whichever upstart could reach out and grab it first, there was liquid gold beneath the ice- the question remained, however, if he could still hold onto it as the impossible North began to eat away at everything he held dear.
They came, in desperate masses, to the city of Fell. Fell was not the largest city in Hyperborea, it was not the most important, and it was not the capital- but it was further northward, pressing deeper into the ever-darkening cold, than any other city in the world. The blistering, maddening hostility of Fell cannot be understated. She stood teetering on the edge of the world, in stark defiance of her limits, a monument to both the deep hubris and undying determination of her people. A wrought-iron giant, magnificent and blazing, clinging to the white tundra like a stubborn grease stain; Fell was a young city, aching for industry, half a million people thronging through her streets, fighting against the elements. Smog pours from chimneys, forges run hot deep beneath the city, and fires blaze all along the streets, keeping intransient Fell smoldering, staving off the great freeze, sealing cracks as the ice splinters through them, just barely grasping her existence from the jaws of the North.
Through the center of Fell, along the high streets where black facades rise stories-high, a river cuts the city in two. This is the Corione, a paradoxical beast flowing inland from the Ocean, which joins with the Stoll and the Sea to the West, and races screaming up from the South, where the waters are calm and blue and beautiful, through jungle, woodland, plains, and steppe, before tumbling over the cliffs into the tundra and slicing through Fell like a jack-knife. Its frigid waters arrive bearing gifts- dead fish, ships with metal faces, and news of warmer lands. Three dozen miles to the North, the Corione reaches its terminus, an impossibly deep and desolate lake. Within the walls and streets of Fell, it is bludgeoned by the streets into the rough shape of a canal, and is constantly at war with itself in much the same way that Fell is constantly at war with Hyperborea. The casualties of this war are the shattered ice sheets it carries with it; as each one crystallizes, it is rent asunder by the ceaseless currents, or the ice-breaking boats, or the streetlamps and hearths burning alongside it. The waters of the South, against the cold of the North, against the fires of the city- the Corione can never rest. The city of Fell can never rest.
And so, in droves, up the Corione and the Stoll and along the vast frozen plains, the big-city oil magnates, sleazy news-hawks, and leaden-shovel laborers came to Fell. The truly inconceivable seclusion of the promised bounty must be emphasized here- Fell, by all accounts is an incredibly remote city. The next major hub is almost two hundred miles to the South; some say her sheer septentrionality is bordering on blasphemous. And yet, any man hoping to sink his talons into the treasure trove waiting out there in the snow would have to journey one hundred miles deeper into perilous Hyperborea, into the far reaches of the world where lakes hide beneath kilometers of ice and your breath freezes in your lungs.
This nightmare did not trouble the minds of the fools in their boats and chariots as they pressed Northward, the promise of oil money so lucrative and all-consuming it struck any inkling of concern or forethought from their minds. No, there would be no time for consideration, no time to pause and think how quickly and thoroughly Hyperborea was going to flay the cashmere greatcoats and fine lambskin gloves from their flesh- only gold glistens behind the eyelids of the wealthy businessman as thundering black stallions carry him upward, to the wonderland of infinite profit and shining snow that he dreams of. At the end of the road or the river, icy damnation waits hungrily for him with open arms.
There was oil, and soon there would be blood.
#plush.txt#my writing#thraeposting#fantasy#fires of the north#LOOK I DID A DIVIDER AND EVERYTHING ARENT I FANCY!!!!#read my thing pleaseeeee im really proud of it and there WILL be more
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Banter, Borean Tundra, September 12, 2008.
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Steam Springs, Borean Tundra (68,26)
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The Persistent Death Knight in Northrend
The Persistent Death Knight in Northrend
As I mentioned in yesterday’s post, my Death Knight, Irondam, has become my main “level through the game and see all the things” character. There are some advantages to having a DK in that roll. This is why they had to give us that water mount in Pandaria One of the aspects of him being in that role is that I have held him to finishing up the main quest lines to the point of getting the quest…
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Character Insight #8: Galactagosa
Full Name: Galactagosa Gender: Trans Female (she/her) Race: Blue Dragon (visage: Night Elf/Kaldorei) Class: Mage Specialization: Arcane Orientation: Lesbian Relatives: No Known Relatives Age: ~3,000 Height: 7'11 Voice reference: Six Eyes - Beastars Theme: The Nexus - Amaranthe
[BACKSTORY]
Galactagosa was born in the Nexus in Coldarra, Borean Tundra on the continent of Northrend. Born a considerable time after the War of the Ancients, Galacta was not raised on the concerns of mortals possessing magic like so many of her Flight were. Instead, the mortals interested her, and she believed every living creature had the right to defend themselves by magical means if necessary. However, the rest of the Blue Dragons did not, as the Aspect of Magic at the time, Malygos, believed mortals to be irresponsible with magic.
For the most part, Galacta kept her opinions to herself. Her life as a Dragon for a long time was stagnant. Her visage ceremony didn't go particularly as planned, though. As a Dragon that was born male, Galactagosa (who, at the time, was referred to as Galactagos) was expected to take on a matching male visage. However, she had found herself feeling more comfortable when experimenting with female pronouns, and instead chose the form of a female Kaldorei as a visage.
That was not the problem that Galactagosa raised for her Dragonflight, however. The problem was that, when Malygos declared war against the mortal magic-users and his fellow Dragonkin, Galacta did not follow him. Instead, she rebelled, using her arcane masteries to assist the Kirin Tor during the Nexus War. Mortals always intrigued her, and she made many friends in the Kirin Tor, including real Night Elf mages that had been ostracized from their main society for their affinity for magic. Thus, she took extra pride in her visage, and oriented herself as an ally to the rights of mortals.
Since the end of the Nexus War, Galactagosa has felt misplaced. The Blue Flight became scattered, with very little of them left on Azeroth. But when the Dragon Isles awakened and called the Dragonflights home, the Blues reorganized again, and Galacta was happy to return to her kin since the crazed Malygos was long dead. Now, Galacta seeks to research more about magic and its affects on the world of Azeroth, and is happy she can coexist with her Flight and keep her morals in the process.
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This is also a character that hasn't been on-screen yet but I think she'll be a fun gal to give a role to in upcoming arcs! A quick post, but it took me a while 'cause.. well I honestly wasn't entirely motivated lol, but here it is!
#world of warcraft#wow oc#world of warcraft art#dragon oc#blue dragon#tan's character insights#character story
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