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🌙 Fully rendered illustration that I did for Iszy! Meet Isilaithion, a dragon of the dark, cosmic energy ✨🪐🌌 I had so much fun painting this scene! ^_^
Azeroth citizen: Xal'atath's nose is a little different. This time. What happened?
Ash: I broke her nose several times.

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me: forgets I can paint
also me: casually humanizes a goblin Kezan boy and spirals into ethnic aesthetics for 3 hours straight 🤙🎨
So.
I accidentally fell into a rabbit hole of “what would Eugene look like if he were human?”
Didn’t think about it once in 6 years. Literally not once.
Then I did.
And I never came back.
We went through phases™.
Caucasian? Maybe. Balkan? Spicy. A lot was considered.
My heart screamed for something Armenian or Dagestani - the cheekbones! the brows! the intensity!
But his face... just didn’t fit the cultural context. And I’m not about to mess with traditions I don’t fully understand. Not my lane 😅
Eventually landed somewhere between Sicily and Spain.
Because let’s be real - a guy with long silky hair and piercings just makes more visual sense in Spain. You can see him vibing on a rooftop, golden hour, hoop earrings glinting. I rest my case.
This is purely about aesthetics btw.
No -isms in this house.
I love humanity in all its forms. I cry over bone structure.
This is fantasy. This is humanization. This is me being extremely normal about my OC 👀
🟢 The goblin population is growing!
Hey there! Back again with a new drawing ✏️ And it's another goblin! But not Gazlowe this time.
Meet Kirona—another one of my redheaded goblin gals 🧪🧡
Yes, I have quite a few of them now, so it's easy to get confused. Here's a quick guide to my goblin characters:
🧙♀️ Yugfing — my DnD character, a short-haired redheaded goblin sorceress.
🗡️ Kirastia — a char from WoW, also redheaded with a bob cut. A rogue.
👓 Kira — my WoW-sona when I draw myself as a goblin. Wears glasses.
📜 Kirona — the new warlock. Created with the sole purpose of completing ALL the classic quests in actual WoW. I keep her on a free-to-play account so she doesn't go beyond level 20 and can peacefully roam the old zones without getting into actual content.
By the way, I now have two warlocks—Kirona and Eugene 🖤, my main in Warcraft for six years. (Eugene, by the way, isn't redheaded. Lol.)
📚 Fun fact: Goblins live up to a maximum of 60 years ⏳
They reach adulthood at 10 years old (yes, not like humans). I recently watched a video stating that Gallywix inherited his father's business at the age of 10 🧮
Honestly, it's hard for me to imagine a fully mature individual at that age, but... that's how the lore goes.
Let's say, in the Cataclysm storyline, Kirona is 13, and she's already a full-fledged adventurer 🧳
So—another addition to the goblin family: another redheaded lady ready for adventures! 🧡⚙️
The chill of Stormheim’s night air crept through the small makeshift camping area that Avalear had arranged. Only the warmth of the fire kept the bite of the cold night air away. Avalear sat upon a log and peered upward through golden leaves to the starlit sky while taking in the moment of solitude.
The fire cracked and popped while the branches above rustled together. Distant hooting of an owl brought a soft smile to Avalear’s features. He wasn’t so alone as he thought he was. The wildlife around him would do for company. Even if he couldn’t see it.