#warcraf

[lemongrace]

“You can’t hold this grudge forever.” a lot of people (including myself) wanted to see them kiss so! i’m delivering!

[tsar-batushka]

A big batch of rewards for my Boosty followers

[elirerahael]

Aristosa

[skeletonbeary]

family life (✿◡‿◡)

[da-zzi]

[dravatti]

Trolltober2022/05: Tribe Switch Gurubashi Seer Zun’zhi would, in fact, just boil on the spot among the Sandfury.

[amberlight-warcraft]

“...Her name was Flarona”

Vianna spoke carefully with Hayley sat beside her. “She was a large woman, stood well above your average elf by a good few heads. Broad and strong, she was certainly unique, and I got none of those traits from her.” She smiles and pokes at Hayley’s side “So no making fun of my height.” Hayley giggles, rolling her eyes as she listens to the story her min’a told.  The sea swelled with the fury of the storm around that small skiff. It was simple in construction, meant to be fast on calm seas, perfect for those looking to travel quickly and travel lightly. Made from wood shaped by wispcallers, and blessed with the name Leaf-cutter, the boat was relatively young. It saw little damage and little repairs in it’s brief time exploring, though in this storm surely it would earn some great scars, much like it’s captain. Flarona was one of the largest of the crew of four. She held rights to call herself leaf-cutter’s owner, though in truth she would likely give the young thing to her crew-mates once she grew bored of kalimdor’s seas.  Now, however, was not boring, far from it. The sea rolled and crashed while the winds of Aviana’s fury roared overhead, drawing clouds together in a crash of lightning and thunder and a downpour one could only experience at sea. leaf-cutter was not meant for deep waters, and would be shattered surely as rain fell if any fool were to sail her into the maelstrom. So she was not far from the coast of Kalimdor, carrying her crew north towards the shores of Azshara.  “Get the sails drawn before they are ripped off!” Screamed Flarona into the storm, and with a sharp whistle in response, Gorekkai got to work. The troll’s deft hands drew him up the mast to the sails themselves, drawing ropes up alongside him despite the biting winds and relentless rains.  The blind man knew this boat better than his own home, and it showed as despite the storm he swiftly pulled the sail up and tied it shut before climbing down to the deck  “Sails ‘re tied!” He called out “Jus need ta get those damn crates tied!”  “I’m WORKING on it GOREKK” screeched the harpy currently struggling to fly through the rain and wind, chasing after barrels and crates and brooms and anything else not yet tied down and being thrown overboard.  She was swift and clever and skilled with knots but she could only do so much alone, especially with how swiftly the waves turned the poor craft near to it’s side and flung it’s cargo to the seas. Cargo they could not just let the depths claim. “I’ve got it” came the voice of a tall woman. A druidess, by the name if Melidra, who joined this crew on promise of keeping the seas calm and aviana’s fury at bay, though, admittedly, the broad woman was far more tuned to the ursol brothers than any aspect of storm and sky or wing and talon. She needed a ride, and she fibbed a bit. The crew knew of course, but she was pulling her weight. Holding down crates to tie them shut with ease, shifting from port to starboard with the swaying of the waves, acting as ballast for the poor little craft as it is tossed around at the sea’s mercy. They joked, once, that she and flarona could not set on the same side of the boat, for fear it would capsize with the imbalance. Though now, as the two large women shifted their weight from one size to another, they served not as danger but assurance to the boat’s upright state.  It was a hectic night, and soon the waves sought to bash them on the shores Luckily, Elune was kind that night, and rather than a land of jagged rocks and boulders to shatter upon, instead the seas beached the boat and it’s crew onto soft sands. There the four lay, collapsed and exhausted on a dirty deck, stuck ashore, thankful that on this day at least, nothing was lost.  “Remind me..” spoke that harpy, by the name of Maka’krii “to say no when you next ask me to sail.” 

[massafera]

Jhankari, my O.C. zandalari, from Ahoy. making of/process

[kuridelblack]

Void Elf Hairstyle concept 💜✨ Sparkly!

[cronastyle]

Hogger is a gnoll who lives in Elwynn Forest "He was for many years the greatest killer of novice Alliance players, as Hogger was the first elite-ranked enemy, often underestimated by inexperienced players.

[beatrixacs]

THEY TAKE A MOMENT FOR KHADGAR???!!!

WHAT HAPPENS TO MY BABY, BABY MAGE?! DON'T YOU DARE TO KILL HIM OFF, BLIZZARD!

[alexdreamart]

Commission piece made with use of alcohol markers and ink pens.

[sjolldorei]

[skeletonbeary]

Xueshang! My monk

[mercymurv-blog]

Improved Blastwave 🥳 - WoW Mage PvP Highlights

[dravatti]

Trolltober2022/24 - Reflection

Gurubashi seer Zun’zhi owns a mirror which, for the right price, offers whoever looks into it a glimpse of the future. Most clients find out they had been better off not knowing the fate the Loa choose for them.