The Morley Brother's

Happiness overload

Not me doing a whole werewolf/lobizón AU for my oc 

It is 2.9×4.3 meters large. That’s 9'4"×14'1" for people in other measurement systems. It’s HUGE. There are artists out there that spend years on paintings much smaller than this. He was not one of them.

He also didn’t only paint the sea, but he MOSTLY painted the sea. Very few people could draw light filtering through waves the way this guy did and apparently it was tied into his layering technique that allowed him to paint so goddamn fast.

Northern  W I N D S

Vahar Stormthail and his bedazzled shades.

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( Thank you for the ask! Doing a convo piece with Dirge and Wanja for fun <3 Sorry it's a bit late with the response. Work has kept me awaaay.)

Wanja : The Darkspear raised his hand like student in a class waving it about at the wrist. " Ooh! Me! Pick me! " He exclaimed excited. " I totalleh could! I gawts meh da elements, and da spirits on mah side. I t'ink et would be fun! Get some sun, do some surfing, campfiahs da works."

The Dirge: The large mostly dead worgen leaned forward and as if departing with some deep secret put a hand to his muzzle and suddenly bellowed out on his rumbling deep bass voice. " Here's wot ya do to escape something like that. Walk into tha bloody drink, and wrestle yarself up some sharks, punch tham in tha noses if ya have to. Tie tham up with some kelp and ya have yarself a raft! Just in case ya missed it, tha kelp is for steering, ya run tham until ya get somewhere ya want to be! Rinse and repeat! " Dirge grunted giving a sage nod and a double gunned thumbs up!

Wanja looked to Dirge blinking his eyelids, his lashes fluttering like agitated butterfly wings. " Mon dat crazeeeh! Why... uh... 'ow? I mean uh... maybeh I dun even wanna know... " It had to be all just in the imagination of the dented skull worgen. The death knights answer just left Wanja slack jawed agape.

Hmm suspicious. This isn’t the same Filthy Warg post you usually see. That’s because our menu has TWO pages now! There’s a classics section, a Sweetfur brand mead section, and even sandwiches. Stop by the second grossest bar in Boralus to have a look!

Sailors aboard a ship used to hum to warn the captain they were THIS close to a mutiny and didn’t like conditions AT ALL. Because humming was something others could keep doing when you stopped. Anyone comes close you stop, but the hum of the rest keeps on and they can’t prove who, exactly, is doing it.

And if people want more information, this particular song is called “The Chemical Worker’s Song (Process Man)”, written by the Canadian folk group Great Big Sea.