#dread raven

[yukochiart]

https://www.patreon.com/posts/33981541

[mat2modblog]

The nightborne loyalists aren’t too bright are they?

[faisong]

Reins of the Dread Raven

From the Warlords of Draenor Special Edition. 

[brenali]

Spires of Arak

[kaliadore]

Eternal love persists even with taint of fel-energies coursing through her veins.

[azvolrien]

Good bird, evil bird!

Also, for some reason, although the mounts are exactly the same size - as far as I can tell, at least - he looks bigger on the Corrupted Dreadwing than on the Dread Raven? Not sure what’s going on with that.

[faebelina]

So many birthdays this week! Here is one for another friend of mine that you can find on Twitter here: https://twitter.com/dreadravenanzu

[ericnox-blog]

Humor and Water

Eric took a drag off his cigar, riding on the back of his skeletal warhorse across the road. So far, this new land they had been in had been... Interesting. Nionor rode near him, wearing her traditional leather armor and her daggers at her hips. As always, she was doing wonderful...

A grin spread across his lips. They had been riding for hours, mainly because of the mount that Nionor had... A creature called a Dire Raven. Oh she loved it because it was a raven, and those little birds are smart... Right?

Sure, in the sense they didn't eat rocks or try to breath water. She got one that he SWORE had something wrong with it. It was just... Odd. No other way to put it. The damn thing was odd as hell and she wasn't going to listen to him. He had no idea what he was talking about.

Pulling himself back reality, he saw the lake they had to meet someone at. He started to turn towards the meeting place, when he saw a flash of gold and blue, with terrified and panicked elf on the back. The splashing of water only made it worse on poor Ericnox.

The dread raven had seen... Something. Who the fuck knew any more? It came truding out of the water, soaked but making oddly happy noises. Maybe it ate a fish? It was soaked to the skin as was... She.

Nionor was soaked to the bone. That long blond hair hung damp around her head. Her armor was drenched as well, everything was soaked and would need to dry. Eric bit his lip hard enough to bleed.

Nionor shot him a glare. "Not... A FUCKING... Word..." She growled, her eyes narrowed and hate building.

All Eric could do to keep from laughing was shake his head quickly. Her glare lingered a moment longer before she shook her head, trying to guide the bird to the goal.

nionor-angel-ooc