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Spruced up a sketch of Zargaron on his way to GET JANICE.

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A third fashion orc sketch of Zargaron’s oldest brother , Gerudag. Complete with fingerless gloves, black button coat and chain bracelets while taking selfie to capture a moment of someone who fell down probably or dropped their drink.

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And so it was the three orcs of Nightmare who appeared that gloomy night on the roads of Duskwood...clad in darkness, whispers, and flowers of moonlight. 

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Finally posting some caps of our mini photoshoot with our Lucid Nighmares we got a few days ago! This is @starcevic @frostwolfshaman and myself. It was a lot of ...hard work...and frustration. But now we too, can ride on the backs of an endless nightmare.

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Last night, Zargaron and I had a spontaneous trip to the Jade Forest thanks to a friendly pandaren mage in the Huojin district. We walked and walked, no matter how sore our feet felt, we journeyed through the lush green trees of this beautiful land. It was a lovely time...we saw a Sprite Darter who threw Zargaron a beautiful shell, a hidden shrine lost in over growth and eventually.. made it to the spot where we had our ceremony (After I took an unfortunate long route) It was just as beautiful as that very day and my heart was beating with love for every second I stood there. But then again, it always does. We were able to thank the Shrine of the Twin Serpents once more, for being our place of binding. It was nice to stand there again, alone this time, and enjoy it’s quiet beauty.

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It was a beautiful night in Booty Bay....

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Gotosh would notice something different on his walk home. Something incredibly hard to miss. The hut sitting next to the one he and Zargaron called home had been vacant for some time, but now it appeared someone moved in. Someone with a very large serpent with iridescent white scales. Something about it would seem...oddly familiar as it watched Gotosh cross her path.

Counting. One. Two. Three. Four...Five? Five of these fox pelts should add a great deal of length to the blanket he was working on for the colder days that are now sweeping in across the lands. He found a farmer who’s children were being harassed by a pack of foxes and took them out, but no use for the furs that have been sitting around. “I think this will make him very happy, don’t you think Dustpaw?” He looked down to the ever growing pup with grin, a pup who in return looked up and gave him a much deeper woof “I thought so too.” 

After trading a drogbar one large snail for a bunch of incense and then getting a bunch of assorted flowers from the local Highmountain florist, he headed home across the sturdy bridge. Familiar faces were smiled at, and friendly residents were nodded to. Many people live around Thunder Totem, tents and communities all huddled about. It made him feel...at home. It was familiar. Taking his time going past the various huts he came to to the one that’s been empty for some time- until now. He eyed at the snake , approaching with curiosity and obviously wanting to say hello to this new neighbor. But the serpent..the pearlesent scales. The slight mischievous aura...now he wonders who this is. “Hello?” He called to the new body “Who do I have the pleasure of calling my new neighbor?” 

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📬 - A mysterious letter has just been found in their mailbox. How does your character react? Who would it be from? (wink)🎃 - What is your character’s favorite holiday?🌞🌜 - Is your character an early bird or night owl? What makes them that way?

📬 Gotosh goes out to his mail, nothing ever really big comes in but today it was from someone he’s never heard of before...the name on his tongue was foreign but it’s scent was something he could relate to. It wasn’t just a letter it was a mini package as well. Curious, he brought in the package and sat down with a cup of tea. It was...curious. He’s met a few people but he was sure no one knew him this well to start sending in packages. But just in case, he opens to make sure...he pulls out a traditional looking robe, something a shaman of old might of worn. He read the letter and the words warmed his heart. It was just someone from afar who wanted to know him better. He grabs his writing utensil and begins his letter in return “Dear...Zargaron...”

🎃 The orc perked up “Oh! I do quite enjoy Winter Veil. The season, the celebration and seeing everyone believe in the spirit of spreading joy to others...I would like to be more involved in Winter Veil this year.” He smiles and then snaps his fingers “The Harvest Festival too! Great feasts, everyone around sharing stories.” He rubs his beard, thinking about hosting his own party with all his friends. That would be a grand idea!

🌞🌜 Wiping his face with his red cloth, he draped it across his bare shoulder and crosses his arms over his chest, clearly he’s been doing some sort of sweaty activity “I would say it’s all very situational. But me personally...I tend to get moving early.” He grabs his cloth, ties it around his forehead and crosses his arms again “Back on the home World, they told tales about what lurks in the night. You did not want to be caught alone out there.” He shook his head “The night was about sheltering and safety and keeping an eye out, and those traditions were taught in Alterac. Moving things along was best done early.” He nods “Also it allows me to get to the kitchen before Zargaron.” He flashes a warm smile.

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A much needed time alone together