My worgen warlock, Kinreaven.
destr: My worgen warlock, Kinreaven.
textsfromazeroth: Nazgrim? You there?
ashatteringofstars: Remember Mr. Grumpypants Night Elf? He’s secretly a huge mother hen. (Dk if he’s a crybaby or not yet) Tsundere-Night-Elf-kun~♥
Remember Mr. Grumpypants Night Elf?
He’s secretly a huge mother hen. (Dk if he’s a crybaby or not yet)
Tsundere-Night-Elf-kun~♥
latinwords: Cleaned up gestures because I’m shitty at consistency and dramatic poses and I should change that. And totally don’t draw my character enough, nope. Not at all. e_e
Cleaned up gestures because I’m shitty at consistency and dramatic poses and I should change that. And totally don’t draw my character enough, nope. Not at all.
e_e
princeofathousandswords: notmusa: DONT MESS Now I’m gonna imagine Feiyn drawing eyebrows on the skulls of ghouls/skeletons that Tev summons.
DONT MESS
Now I’m gonna imagine Feiyn drawing eyebrows on the skulls of ghouls/skeletons that Tev summons.
uwiboo: will i ever finish the world will never know wip 2
wethatkindoforc: …I may have attempted to draw a Hak’lek. Because he’s super awesome and troll dk’s need love too.
…I may have attempted to draw a Hak’lek.
Because he’s super awesome and troll dk’s need love too.
One of Feiyn’s friends talk to her over drinks. He tell her how unnatural dat Tev is. As if Feiyn don’t know— but maybe he has point. Why Feiyn care about person dat not even a person anymore? Why Feiyn bother, when she know it only gonna hurt bad in da end? How Feiyn ever tell Tev dat and expect him to understand?
Not like he feel anything for her. Not like he ever care. Feiyn sure dat if she disappear, he not look for her or notice dat she gone.
It hurt to think about it. Feiyn hate thinkin’ about it. About him. She hate dat she even give a fel when he don’t about her. Why Feiyn invest so much time and energy into somethin’ dat won’t ever change? After all, Feiyn killed his kind before and maybe he ain’t any different den dem. Maybe he gonna lose it one day, gonna snap. And ain’t nothin’ gonna stop him from rippin’ her open. No matter if she love him or not, right?
Maybe Feiyn be doin’ herself a favor if she leave, never see Tev again.
< Feiyn cups her hands around the crudely made hot tea mixed with Badlands bourbon and broods quietly, peering out of the fogged window as the rain rages outside in Krasarang. >
I love how neither Feiyn or Tev realize that he cares for her. In his own undead herald of the Lich King way, anyway.
