Sep 1, 2014
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intergalacticpaladin's Johnny Loveblade.
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I hope dogslug gets his new tablet fast because I've got inking plans and then he's going to be doing a lot of coloring...
From left to right: intergalacticpaladin's Mercy, dogslug's Infelicity, my Fekt and thelaughinghound's Jax.
Bonus pre-armor version: http://i.imgur.com/H5cBoqK.jpg
"WANTED: Najirah of the Darkspear for public intoxication and public indecency."
Normally Fah'kiri blew right past the bounty boards that were scattered around Orgrimmar. If it wasn't bad enough that there were the large ones in the Valley of Strength and the Valley of Honor, adorned with the gaudy spikes that was so often a staple of orcish craftsmanship, there were more in the taverns. Still more she'd seen in the banks! The Horde had many enemies, even within its own peoples.
However today, something caught her eye. It was a few steps past the board that Kiri even realized, more like had a sneaking suspicion, of what she saw. Slowly, she backtracked and peered at the board. Amid multiple posters of different peoples wanted for murder, arson, and all sorts of other crimes, was a big poster of none other than her cousin Jiji.
"Najirah o' de Darkspear fo' public," she pronounced the c with a hard k sound, "intoxicashun an' public indecency." A snort came from Kiri's nose and she shook her head, grinning. "Soun's like Jiji alrigh'."
What was even more amusing was the drawn picture of the other druid. It made her look like she was half, what were those creatures that she'd seen last time with Mercy... Oh, right. Ogre. Half ogre.
Under a poster for some goblin named "Jass" (whose wanted list was far longer than Jiji's by a foot with writing that just kept getting smaller and smaller as if the person writing it had to keep trying to add the offenses on), there seemed to be a smaller version of Jiji's poster. Kiri quietly plucked it from the board, rolled it up, and tucked it into her bag. Oh this was definitely something that she'd be showing Jiji next time she saw her. Maybe keep it for awhile too. What was family for?
intergalacticpaladin's Mercy.
LOOK I JUST REALLY LOVE MORDESH
Viskan belongs to intergalacticpaladin <3
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Finished commission for intergalacticpaladin! <3 This may be the most sparkly, glittery, glowy, adorable thing I have ever drawn.
hello tumblr i have drawn some attractive goblin twins belonging to myself and intergalacticpaladin. They don't have names yet but we're working on it
Fah'kiri, do you think Coco could take any advice from you? If so, what would you tell her?
Fah’kiri peers over at the huddled ball of sleepy human dubiously. Tired eyes glare back.
"Never forget, I control your fate."
“You don’t have the draks, girly.”
“… Shut up. I can’t think properly.”
“When can you?” With a sigh, Fah’kiri sets her fists on her hips, surveying the grumpy excuse for a creator. “First I’d tell her to try to fix her fucking sleeping schedule so she can try and get her head on straight. Then? Hmmm… Girlie needs to lighten up, she takes shit too seriously. And worries too much.”
“Pot? Meet kettle.”
“Hush, I’m answering the question.” She waits until the other quits grumbling before continuing. “I’d say she’s got a good heart, big as can be and made of gold, but she needs to choose who she lets in it more carefully. Needs to grow a backbone-“
“POT AND KETTLE FAH’KIRI! POT AND KETTLE!”
“Needs to grow a backbone and get rid of toxic folks in her life. Sad as it may be, these sorts of things need doing. Can’t heal if you’ve still got the poison seeping into your blood after all. Purging it hurts the worst, but then things can heal. She’s got a good head on her too, just needs to stop over thinkin-I KNOW SHUT UP- things so she can start moving forward. … Also she needs to understand that it is going to be hard going forward. Life’s rough. Some things make it worth the effort though.” She smiles and wraps the golden chain that hangs around her neck around her finger.