Jan 10, 2022
The aesthetics in Tiragarde Sound reminds me of old fantasy or storybook illustrations.
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The aesthetics in Tiragarde Sound reminds me of old fantasy or storybook illustrations.
Location: The Sort-of Secret Garden
Zone: Stormsong Valley
Notes: Forget about this war stuff. Get away from it all and start a new quaintcore aesthetic trend on Azeroth with your adorable little getaway in the Kul’tiran shoals. With just enough shelter from the elements and all the food you need, why leave?
recent commission of James Seasmythe(They/Them), for @mottski!
flower beards are so dang cute!
World Of Warcraft - Boralus pt. 1
Daily Writing Challenge 2020
October 12th - Storm
One month after War of Thorns
The ship rocked and shook on the rough seas. Waves splashing up on the deck. Dardillien flipped his soaking hair out of his face and tried to blink the water from his eyes as the rain and waves drenched the Gilnean and the rest of House Stygian’s members.
The house had decided to move their operations to Kul’tiras to help in the war effort, however en route to their destination they had hit a massive storm, pushing them off course as members of the house tried their best to keep the ship on course.
Dardillien grabbed onto a rope on the ship, clinging to it with his life as he clenched his eyes shut just as a giant wave hit the side of ship. After a moment he released the rope and made his way into the hull of the ship sitting down, his chest rising and falling as he took deep breaths and his hands were shaking.. His memories of the day the Gilneans fled their homeland with the Kaldorei on their ships came flooding back to him. Memories of the storm... and what happened afterwards.
Ever since he hated being on ships, let alone during a storm, all he could do now was pray that the thunderstorm passed soon.
Yeah, so, they’re gay.
Okay so,
I love Derek Proudmoore, love my sweaty looking undead son, but i don’t like that he’s just another generic “I’m sad because i’m undead and forsaken” character Sooooooooooo... How about instead he’s like Gen Z level of nihilism and depression? Like Jaina is in the foreground, freaking out about running a city and the stress of it all, and Derek skates past in a pair of Heelies, sipping a milkshake, and cracks out a “I was meant to be food for the maggots, yet here my soul is, latched to this rotting mortal coil.” And then just leaves Jaina in a dust cloud as he grinds down a banister to go have a picnic with Tandred.
Good afternoon my Mogdangdillians, I'm a little bored with 8.3 so I've dusted off my feral druid and given him a nice clean thornspeakeresque mog to level in 😊.
I hope you all enjoy it.