Apr 26, 2020
Mo’saku art! A gift for a guildie.
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Mo’saku art! A gift for a guildie.
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So I’ve taken to this old style of art! Was inspired after watching some playthroughs of Bendy and the Ink Machine!
The lovely Zea’lani and her many bat children.
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Little something I made for a guildie a few days back
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The Worst Case Scenario
‘I ain’t goin’ anywhere, girleh. I don’t intend ta die ta Garax, or his void-shit’. It was meant to inspire Di’onaya. It was meant to give hope. Yet her mind was never torn from the vision given to her that day. Her first Trial was important. All to ensure that the Zandalari could handle the responsibility of being a Shadow Hunter. Yet out of all of the visions...Di’s seemed to be the most brutal. She stares ahead in her cot. These were the beginning stages of the blood plague, heralding the arrival of that dreaded C’thraxxi. The Antu’zuls had been working day and night to keep the Clan safe. But so did they in that vision Di had and as parallels were drawn...
Hours earlier, the girl had woken up near the Arena in Zul’Gurub. She took the potion her Chief and Master asked of her...and slept. When she woke up however...it all had gone to shit. Garax had taken over. So much blood...so much gore, viscera...Di didn’t know who survived. For all she knew in that vision, she was the new Chief simply because everyone else was now either a Blood Troll or filling the pavement she walked on. Even the sky rained blood. There was hope however, she found Tezuli. She found the one person she’d go to if everything went to shit, the one person who had more experience in this Clan than her Chief. There was hope. Emphasis on was. Imagine her surprise when Di was told by Tezuli herself that she killed the Chief. ‘Zu’daba was infected’. The quote rang through her mind. ‘Abu and the other bears were infected’. Tezuli’s bears, especially Abu, meant the world to the Shatterspear. So did Zu’daba. Things must’ve been dire. Tezuli was a Shadow Hunter after all- she knew what was best. So the Zandalari thought. They were supposed to flee. Supposed to rally support to take back the city. Tezuli was Chief at a time, Di’onaya knew she could take the mantle up again if required. Then she did it. Vomited blood. A sure sign that Tezuli had gotten infected. Just like that, what little hope the Aspirant had faded. There was no cure. And then Tezuli claiming Di was corrupted...begging her to stop. Time became a blur. The next thing she knew, Di had stabbed the only family she had left. Tezuli attacked her first, but Di put the Shadow Hunter down. She didn’t retrieve her sword- no. She left it, and grabbed her adopted family’s glaive. Then it went black- the sound of Garax’s voice taunting her. It was just a dream- that’s what her Chief said. That’s what she believed. Yet Di...Di found herself going back to that vision over and over again. She passed that trial with ease of body, but not of mind. She had never considered failure until then. Part of her hoped that her vision may never come to pass, all as she nestled further into her blankets.
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On behalf of the Officers of the Shadowtusk Clan, I wish to extend our most heartfelt apologies to the owner and artist of the elf/raptor hybrid character. Art theft is a serious crime, and as a guild housing many artists we take these types of situations very seriously. We have been in contact with the owner of the character and the accused to resolve the situation satisfactorily to all parties. Our Tumblr and In-game mail is open to anyone with questions, comments, or problems.
RPed with some trolls from the Shadowtusk clan on WRA this evening was nice !