God please let us get some witherbark in midnight that we can ally with pleaseee
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God please let us get some witherbark in midnight that we can ally with pleaseee
FYI
I’m considering starting a different Tumblr just for my troll RP posts and making this one my reblogs and OOC stuff. If I do such an insane thing, I will let you know what the new blog is for those of you who want to stay in touch ICly with my troll girlies.
New artwork of Khu’lulli! Done by my friend Zazi, who is not on Tumblr unfortunately.
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❤: Opinion on loveTaerzah and Khu’lulli blink at you when the question comes up. The Shatterspear immediately looks to the Witherbark, basically throwing her under the bus first. And Khu’lulli only seems mildly ruffled by it.
“Ah, well…” Khu’lulli says, running a hand through her long curly green hair. “I think there’s various loves, yeah. I’ve been mated twice before being mated to my current loves. Did I love my first two mates? Yeah. But it was nothing like what I feel for Kavadi and especially Azan’ji. If I ever had to leave them… Well, that’s a terrible thought, but if something like that were to happen, I’d probably never take another mate. Cause my heart would always be longing for them.”Now the Witherbark elbows the smaller Taerzah in the side, with a look clearly stating it is now her turn. Her fur is dark enough to hide any blushing, but she keeps her eyes downcast and off to the side in obvious shyness. “Well, like Khu’lulli said, der’s maneh types o’ love. Joo go’ companionship love, joo go’ famileh love, and der’s also various relationship loves. Ah tink da greates’ is Loa love, where da Loa match joo wit’ da life pa’tnah joo mean’ t’ ‘ave. Don’ mean joo ain’ gonna love anehone else jus’ as much o’ jus’ as strongleh. Bu’ wit’ Rhu, tings jus’ clicked immediatleh. An’ like Khu’lulli said, if tings don’ wohk ou’ wit’ ‘im, ah prolleh won’ go lookin’ ‘gain, even doh mah old mate ‘as jus’ returned t’ da Clan.”
(Thanks for the asks!)
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Khu’lulli
(Some people have asked for these for other characters, and since my TRP is super out of date, I figured I would do it for all of them to help me update.)
*Current as of 12/27/2016. Will change as RP continues.*
General Information
Name pronunciation: Coo-loo-lee
Gender: Female
Age: 23
Birthday: February 2
Languages known: Zandali, minimal Orcish
General Physical
Race: Witherbark Troll
Height: 7’0”
Build: A cross between the agile build of a jungle troll and the build of a bulky forest troll. Noticeable long legs.
Moss color: Hunter green
Moss texture: Spongy, soft
Facial Physical
Face shape: Oval
Eye shape: Almond shaped, deep set eyes
Eye color: Chartreuse green
Nose: Button. A small stud piercing on her left nostril.
Lips: Cupid’s bow
Cheeks and cheekbones: Flat cheeks with slightly prominent high cheekbones.
Tusks: Tips end just below the line created by her nostrils. Both tusks have many scratches and a few deep nicks in them.
Ears: A little wider than a jungle troll’s, thinning to a sharp point at about the eight inch mark. A small cuff is pierced in the right ear, a thin chain running from it to the top of the three hoops in the lobe. Three hoops also pierce the left lobe.
Hair color: Jade green
Hair length: Down to her butt
Hair style: Varies by what she is doing. Sometimes she has it in a single braid or just has the top pulled back when hunting or working in the beast pens. If she’s getting a chance to actually relax, she lets her very wavy curly hair hang free.
Psychology, Philosophy and Personality
Myers-Briggs: ISTJ
Alignment: Neutral good
Motto: “Never show fear, but never run in blindly.”
Attitude: Realist
Religion: Priestess-in-training of Shadra
Fears: Arcane magic, being underground
Specific traits: Observant, loyal, likes to think things through, occasionally mischievous.
Changing, Part 2
Khu'lulli's long legs dangled from the upper ledge of Bethekk's temple, allowing her to look down over the Direhorns. She came here often to think; meditation was always at her beloved shrine in Shadra's grace. But lately, there was much more thinking than meditating. A breeze came up from behind her, pushing her long green hair until it attempted to surround her. She forced it back, tying it up with a leather strip in a hasty fashion. She breathed in deep, as if attempting to smell something on the wind. After all, had the sense of smell of her Primal love not started a season of change for her? Her mind went back to the other night, when Kavadi had returned. She smiled softly, grateful for her other lover's safety. Now she only waited a couple more weeks for Azan'ji's decision regarding Ker'tia. Could it be possible there would be three mates in her life? The Witherbark shook her head as if trying to clear it. That line of thought brought its own changes and concerns to worry about. But thinking would not help right now. Maybe when she and Azan'ji were away... And a new thought entered her mind. Only one more trial stood between her and full Dinomancer. She was so close she could taste it, but she refused to leave the city while Azan'ji was still in his Primal chains. She let out a sigh as her mind shifted once more. The Primals. She had to find some way to help them as well. She had basically pledged it to the ones at her hut the other night. But first, she had to figure out exactly how she could help. The breeze started up again, causing her to breathe deeply once more. Change was coming. For good, for bad, it didn't matter. But her green eyes glittered as she mentally accepted the challenges it would bring.
Dese photosnaps be taken in de settlements of de Amani, Shadowpine, Revantusk, Vilebranch, Widdahbark, Mossflayer, Firetree an' Smoldert'orn. More instruments an' dance. Ah cannot stress how important music be! Even as dey are under siege in de Blackrock Spire or fall to undeat', de Trolls still cling to dey instruments.
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These screenshots were taken by me in the World of Warcraft.
This is a supplementary photo post to go along with this article on Trollish music.