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Part of an illustration I am doing to keep myself interested in art (YOU HAVE TO DO STUFF FOR YOURSELF)
Young Garrosh Hellscream part of a band with his highschool mates Jorin Deadeye and Dranosh Saurfang. Punk metal... lots of screaming.
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Yet another muse has wormed her way into my mind and heart. This is Tasha Watersong, a shaman from the Warsong Clan. As a child she was infected with the red pox and sent to Garadar like other children in her clan, thus escaping the fel corruption that befell her kin. She became the mate of Dranosh Saurfang and came with him to Azeroth when he wanted to join his father, Varok, there. She was in Northrend at the Wrath Gate when Dranosh was killed but she wasn't able to storm Ice Crown with the rest of the Horde and avenge her fallen mate. This is because just after the events of the Wrath Gate it was discovered that Tasha was pregnant and Varok would not risk his grandchildren, his last link to his son, and so he sent Tasha back to Warsong Hold. After returning to Orgrimmar she gave birth to twins, naming them Ardor (boy) and Anati (girl).
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Varok’s son died at the Wrathgate. Before his soul was warped. Before his body tainted with necromancy. Varok’s son died as an honorable warrior, in the throws of battle, defending innocents, defending his people.
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Warcraft AU 1: Dranosh Lives
Context: Dranosh is not actually killed by Frostmourne at the Wrathgate. The Forsaken attack before he charges, and both he and Bolvar are kept barely alive by the Red Dragonfire until they are taken to Icecrown Citadel. Instead of Deathbringer Saurfang, the Horde and Alliance gunships encounter Orbaz Bloodbane, given renewed power by the Val’kyr.
Following his defeat, Muradin, Varian, Garrosh and Varok storm the citadel only to stumble upon the Lich King attempting to convert Dranosh into an even more powerful death knight.
LK: Dranosh… Heart of Draenor in the old tongue. How quaint. But I remember you. The shaman remembers you. Proud old Varok, who would not let the warlocks take his child… But I shall.
Dranosh: You’re… pathetic… I bow to no warlock magic… I am Saurfang… I am the blood of Draenor…
Varok breaks rank and charges towards the Lich King.
Varok: I made a promise to my wife before she died that I would hide my son, and keep him untainted! I will fulfill that promise. LOK’TAR OGAR!
Varok knocks the Lich King back with a cleave of immense power, and is then flung back against the wall by the Lich King slamming Frostmourne into the floor. Hordes of Val’kyr surround the Lich King as he disappears. The two Saurfangs embrace briefly, before Varok sags into his scarred son’s arms.
Dranosh: Father… Father, stay with me…
Varok: My task… is done. You are the Horde now, Dranosh… Lok’tar Ogar…
Varok passes away, cradled by Dranosh.
