#Raptari

[findmeinshattrath]

Thought I'd just list my favorite versions of the druid forms (base versions only) to kill some time

Cat Form - Troll

Bear Form - Kul Tiran

Travel Form - Night Elf/Worgen

Aquatic Form - Zandalari

Flight Form - Worgen

Moonkin Form - Kul Tiran

Tree of Life Form - Tauren

[nx42]

2023 Pride p2

More pride YCHs! Some pretty flags I hadn't seen before! Featuring: goodpuns anthroloverjay rubbercreatures murdockthemoogle dankore fizzyimp bluespark wolfiorTG inkwelldragon raptary

Posted using PostyBirb

[rynnelarion]

Commission for Raptary on FA.

[raptari]

ok famous tumblr user raptari style rant about shadowlands and its absolutely lost potential because i gotta air it all out before prepatch hits and i forget. if i write shadowlands fics i’m going to be ignoring everything blizz did past 9.0

we can all agree 9.0 was the peak of the story right?

sire denathrius 100% was a good example of what scary wowcraft deities can be. he had a very threatening style of seduction and lies so well you almost believe him sometimes. he very clearly knows what to pay attention to, and just waves off anything else with a “eh just deal with it idc” attitude because nothing is going to even touch him. nothing can, he’s a very powerful immortal god-being. what will a few mortal souls do to him other than tickle him a little?

in castle nathria, he implies that he (and possibly by extension, every eternal one that rules over their realms) IS the very land we fight him on. that revendreth and his existence are tied together inseparably-- if he ceases to be, so does his afterlife and everything in it. done, gone, and remornia is a fail-safe to make sure everything DOESN’T ‘sploded

in spires of ascension, if kyrestia somehow dies, everything goes black and the entire party dies no matter what. the dungeon ceases to exist right at the point of her death. there is literal evidence in the same patch (granted you have to put in effort to get the archon to die) that if something bad happens to an eternal one, thats directly reflected on their realm.

so when zovaal attacks kyrestia, i expect something bad to happen when she’s drained of a sigil and left with a scar where kingsmourne plunged into her. maybe bastion starts to rot away like the withering ardenweald is dealing with, which would give us reason to find a way to help ardenweald with the withering to save two realms at once.

when we save the primus and restore his memories, i expect SOMETHING to happen to maldraxxus nothing. we get pussy-footed away from actual cool eldritch god stuff because zovaal wants a rubix cube key to go to the AFTERLIFE FACTORY????

i thought the first ones would just be more primordial eternal ones, like how the name would imply. and i hope they are? but at this point i’ve lost hope in scary god content.

not only did they make REALLY COOL and unknowable gods straight up robots, which, holy shit what a horrible plot twist instead of making them spontaneously created forces of nature like how denathrius eluded to in 9.0, but you managed to swipe away any cool lore in the launch of the expansion to give us unnecessarily complicated plots for the sake of trying to shock players alone.

i dont know if blizzard knows this, but sometimes if your players have already guessed whats going to happen, thats GOOD. that means youre good at writing. that means youre giving us exactly what we need to understand the story

[nesuna-nightwinter]

Lithe and soundless with padded paw, He's quick of mind, and sharp of claw. He fills de heart with honor and awe. He is Gonk! In defense or on attack, He de one dat has ya back. De mighty master of de pack. He is Gonk! Be it hoof or paw or hand, He roams de sea and sky and land. With dis loa we will stand. He is Gonk!

Tales of de Loa: Gonk

[chupachai]

ok so @raptari likes my art farts (aka my bad memes that i make to fulfill my oc/canon dreams) n i figured i would bequeath them upon the world bc i basically produce a bunch of art and squirrel it away for months

arthranor belongs to @raptari n so does leotis freepride!! serhena (pink lady) belongs to me and is my wip eternal one oc <3 oh and the red haired bitch is mine too ! ok bye i loove u feel free to ask me things

[panjya]

I finally drew the beautiful and talented Windspeaker Zu’massirah; she’s the one who does most of the Menagerie’s paperwork and the War-Goddess Panjya’s closest friend, despite the two being Pa’kura and Raptari respectively. @bearicorn-arts

[frutavel]

I switched some things up in Zai's lore so now she started out in the priesthood of Torcali, and then she switched to being with the Raptari druids.

Not only does it make more sense for her story, but also she gets to hang out with Loti and Raal by extension, and that allows me to live vicariously through my OCs

[galderthefuzzy]

Many waste time wondering how they will spend the last moments of their life. Will they be surrounded by family and loved ones? Will they die honorably in battle and be remembered for their heroic actions? No one wants to think that, in the last moments of their life, there will be nothing but terror and pain. Nikko'tal was a beautiful and youthful Zandalari. She had been raised by her father in the lush jungles of Zuldazar and spent much of her life training to become a Raptari Wardruid.  At the age of sixteen, she found herself roaming the jungle with other Raptari initiates. Like all youth, they thought they were impervious to something so fickle as death. They hardly bat an eye when they so narrowly avoided that final journey to the other side. Nikko, as her friends called her, was perhaps the most mischievous and daring of them all. But her brazenness would be her downfall, in the end.  Nikko cried out as a jagged knife was slid across her throat, but the only sound that came was one of gurgling. She choked and gagged on her own blood as she watched it spill out into a sacrificial bowl placed at her feet. She closed her eyes as she felt the life leave her limbs. How could she have been so careless with her own life? She felt cold now as she coughed once more. This was it.  It was a strange sensation to leave your body behind and watch it crumble to the ground.  She was traveling now, moving further and further away from her lifeless body. She couldn't resist the pull as her soul was carried over the swamps of Nazmir. She knew where she was heading as her soul traveled through billowing and mossy trees. The Necropolis loomed ahead, the home of the crafty Death Loa by the name of Bwonsamdi.

  She tried to fight to return to her body now as she was not ready to accept this fate as it had been dealt to her. It was useless as her soul was pulled into the decrepit building. Her soul was weaving and winding down stairs and through hallways until she finally saw him. A giant, looming troll hovered idly above a pit, a seeming gateway to the afterlife. His face was replaced with a skull and he appeared frail, but his essence was powerful.

  "Well hey der, mon. Seems ya got yaself into some trouble, eh?" He stopped her soul before the gateway. Possibly he seemed to sense her resentment and her fear. "Ya don't want dis final rest at de moment, hmm?" Nikko could not speak, but it seems her thoughts were flowing freely to the Loa of Death. He drummed his fingers on his chin, clearly in thought. "You and ya friends have been on ma sights for quite some time, ya be reckless and foolish."

  "But ol' Bwonsamdi be a kind and flexible Loa. Since ya be so keen ta be livin' de rest of ya life, why don't we make a deal, eh?" Nikko felt immense excitement, and knew that if she had a heart, it would be flying out of her chest. Her spirit bobbed up and down as if nodding. Bwonsamdi chuckled at this and smiled. "Well, it be takin' a lot ta remake ya body and even mo' ta return ya soul to it." He grinned wickedly at Nikko's hovering spirit. "Ah be tinkin' ya gonna owe me. In exchange fo' ya life, ya gonna have ta collect souls ta send ta me. Souls dat ya be takin' de life of." Nikko paused at this, unsure of whether or not she should accept this deal. She wanted to live, but did she want to take life in exchange. It went against everything she had ever been taught. But she was young, and she wanted to do and see so much more... Nikko bobbed up and down once more. Bwonsamdi chuckled lowly and nodded his head. "Be seein' ya, mon."

  Nikko awoke with a ringing in her ears, far, far away from where she had last seen her body. She glanced down at her hands and the rest of her body, alive once more, if only to do the bidding of the Loa of Death.

  I have finished this piece as a commission for the wonderful Alexartist93 over on DA. The project allowed me to play with some new aspects I'm trying to include in my tarots and the theme was right up my alley. I hope you enjoy the final result as much as I enjoyed working on it .

Thank you for commissioning me!

[malisvitterfolk]

Anhari in her ‘Zandalari guise’ getting some seeds ready for crushing to make a tortilla-like bread which she uses to make into treats for the Bonfire Bash. It’s an old family recipe she learned from her grandmother. 

I’m trying something new with my style so I can make more interesting faces and details. Anhari is my Arakkoa who was stolen away to present times via Malis, my troll and is now learning to live the life of a Zandalari disguised as a Raptari druid. This is my first entry for the  @stranglethorn-bonfire-bash art fight prompt: Summer Appetite.

[raptari]

tumblr user raptari, who are the top 5 men???

I assume you mean for WoW so this is in ascending order:

5. Anduin Wrynn. Poor lil meow meow. However he's human and doesn't have any scary qualities to him like sharp teeth or a cool deity to back him up in a fight. Refuses to be violent or have a backbone and it infuriates me. Can someone teach him how to bite people?

4. Sire Denathrius. His tits look heavy and I can carry them for him. He would have a higher ranking if not for the fact that he probably wouldn't care too much for me and also the fact that he would tear me apart in half a second.

3. Margrave Akarek. Sexy spider man. We were robbed of an amazing dude and he'd be higher on the scale if not for the fact that I know next to nothing about him and Maldraxxus got cucked on world-building.

2. Prince Renathal. Poor lil meow meow but he gets a higher ranking because he acts like an actual feral beast in combat. Stupid. Doesn't see the homoerotic tension between himself and the Maw Walker. Not a thought in those eyes half the time. Become my soulbind please.

1. King Rastakhan of the Zandalari Empire. This dude dressed as a slut every day of his life and didn't once question if he should wear more armor. The lack of armor was his downfall. He had so many wives and implied that if the Horde Champion didn't stop pestering him, he'd marry them. Dude had so many concubines and wives that I'm almost certain that the Zandalari PC is related to him in some way. He served cock and died.

[void-storage]

You might also wanna check out this set, it was originally meant for your request (and is maybe a little more in line with what you see Wardruid Loti+the other Raptari NPCs wearing)

Head: Sandscout Headcover

Chest: Miststalker's Jerkin

Shoulders: Mestrah's Singing Spaulders

Waist: Stretched Sinew Waistcord

Legs: Miststalker's Pants

Hands: Scorching Sands Gloves

Feet: Black Iron Spurs

Weapon: Deathspeaker Spire

[nesuna-nightwinter]

Original Character Blogs

Ne’suna Nightwinter

An Elder Priestess of the Moon with a devout and savage disposition, Ne’suna has fought and led in every major Kaldorei conflict since the War of the Ancients. She is a reclusive, religious zealot and an unyielding advocate of her people who prefers actions to words and will not entertain folly. She is currently battling in Darkshore with Moonhaven, an elite unit of Kaldorei Sentinels and Wardens. Kaldorei and allied Worgen will have the most luck in connecting with her.

http://nesuna-nightwinter.tumblr.com/ / Art: YourImaginaryTwin

Availability: Very limited; Discord only. [Moon Guard: CF Friendly]

Wardruid Kezu

Kezu is a Priestess of Gonk and Elder Conservator who specializes in corrupted artifacts and shifted combat. She served as a Raptari and Archaeologist before tragedy forced her into a leadership role. She has a sarcastic, gregarious nature and is fiercely team-oriented, with a renowned appetite for exotic foods and beverages. She judges individuals separate from the causes they serve, and most will have an opportunity to earn her respect if they can handle good-natured banter and confident company.

https://wardruid-kezu.tumblr.com/ / Art: YourImaginaryTwin

Availability: Active; In-Game and Discord. [Moon Guard: CF Friendly]

Aeron Clave

As a Captain who specializes in pirate-hunting, Clave is a ruthless opponent with selective loyalties. She has a reputation for brutality in battle and employs an offensive temperament when diplomacy demands her attention, though she can be socially keen and is capable of charm when it suits her. A dark, gritty character with a bloody history and live-for-the-moment personality, Clave is best balanced by confident, capable individuals who can hold their own in either battle or drunken debate.

https://aeron-clave.tumblr.com/ / Art: Charro

Availability: Limited, Discord only. [Moon Guard: CF Friendly]

[chupachai]

dar'khan drathir was a nasty lil thottie who died for good from making it clap in the ghostlands - raptari

"hrnrnf adventurer help i keep trying to kill drathir but im dummy thicc and the clap of my asscheeks keeps alerting the ghouls in his ziggurat" - lor'themar trying to kill dar'khan for, like, the fourth time now

[zandali-dominion]

Finding the Found

(Written by ZhyZak!)

Coming here after the events that took place last evening took a certain amount of both bravery and determination. Though none truly understood, or at least had taken the time to understand, the strength of a certain Raptari’s conviction. She had been sent to this isle for a reason she hadn’t truly come to understand till a few days after she arrived. It hadn’t even been a full week since she came to the isle but already so much had happened, so much had changed. Her eyes had been opened and her sights set on the promise of a future she had been unknowingly seeking. Step by step, she approached the Pillar of the Loa of the Found which resided within the Temple of five Pillars. A place she honestly hadn’t spent much time within till last night and it became apparent to her that it even existed. Her clawed toes clacked quietly against the stone as she approached within her ravasaur form carrying with her the body of a recently killed Saurid within her toothy maw. Keen eyes peered around the location, remembering well the giant being she witnessed here last evening and what it had done to the spirit that tried to possess Rakaj. But seeing it was early morning and far less eerie out that it had been the night before she felt rather confident the danger was gone… for now. She slowly set the carcass of the saurid down before the pillar as she looked up at it with her keen piercing eyes. Slowly she shed her favored form gifted to her once she became a follower of Gonk and his pack of Raptari years past. She brushed her hand along her giant white hawk and softly sighed as she’d slowly kneel one knee, then the other as she assumed a position of prayer before the pillar, head canting back as her eyes closed and she held her hands out on either side of her. “Hear me oh Loa of the found. Hear me and what I have to offer you.” She said in a loud, strong trance-like voice. “This island of Zul’rokh is troubled. It has been lost and found again and your people have come to return it to its former glory. A home, worthy of your presence once more.” She said remaining steadfast as she felt a breeze start to pick up carrying the strong scent of the salty sea nearby. “To you Krag’wa, Loa, Guardian strong, to you I offer my services to protect the small, the meek and those who need it most.To the creatures of this isle as we bring them here to be or those that already exist they will have my protection and my service to see that they flourish. For those who are meek and need help most, I have already put others here that were in need before myself. Look to me and my deeds and know this is true as it shall continue to be. I return home on the morrow to seek a way to find answers to help those in need here, to find supplies and hope for what I intend to bring here and for a cure to save another. This will be my home, of this I have no doubt. And thus I will protect it with all that I am if you would only offer to me your strength to make this isle a home worth saving. A great feast will also be offered in your name once we have the means to provide such with the fruits of our labors.” She went silent, shifting her head a bit as she breathed in deeply and spoke once more. “To you Halazzi Loa of the lynx, to you I offer this bit of food I’ve taken of the isle itself. It is small but this is all it has to offer right now. So I ask you for the wisdom and speed to bring to this isle what is needed to make it fitting for a home of your kind and mine to roam once more. Protect us, and I will see to it your people come here to give their thanks in offerings of prey worthy of your fangs.” Again she fell silent, shifting her focus and her senses as she rolled her head back further. “To you Akunda, Loa of storms and new beginnings. To you, I offer you the promise of -our- new beginning here. This isle is full of regret and sorrow in the spirits that haunt it. We seek the power of your storm to cleanse it. The strength to cleanse our minds of our fears and those that try to ward us away. This isle will be our home, a home worthy of your followers and our people. Not just the Zandalari but all troll kind who wish to live here together. Think of those who we could bring to ya in this promise of a new start. Of myself, I offer the promise of my own good works for what I intend to bring to this isle and the people of the Dominion.” And finally, a smile came to her face as she seemed to light up some and strength filled her lungs and being as she spoke with a fondness in her spirit. “Gonk, oh mighty Gonk. My Loa the great hunter and master of shapes. I have followed your desire to come here and to find a new people. To make myself worthy of a pack anew and to start one of my own. I have finally come to understand why you sent me here and have found the answers I seek. Quick of mind and sharp of claw you were right to send me on my way. But in this home I have found we seek your aid even here. You know that I intend to reinhabit this isle with the creatures small and large, predator and prey. You know that I have arranged to bring supplies so I may start to build the pens to protect those we bring till this isle is safe to set them free. Guide me as you always have oh Loa and see that I bring life to this isle once more in your honor. Do this, and I will promise to you that once my pack is ready to run here within our home you will have our first great hunt and we will share in its spoils.” A long deep breath in and out as she felt the breeze still blowing along her pale scaled skin. She’d slowly open her eyes as she looked once more to the pillar and to those Loa who she had honored this day. Time would tell if they heard her, time would tell if she’d prove worthy. But she stood confident and full of that conviction to see it all through as she turned and looked to the isle beyond the temple. This, would be her home. And here, she would find and start her new pack. As thoughts of a certain few within the Dominion filled her mind who would be at her side to see this through a determined smile filled her feral features as she’d turn to make her leave and get ready to set sail back home to begin.

[frutavel]

Hdkdbd okay so fun fact

My very first WoW OC was a demon who shapeshifted as a troll because they didn't vibe with the Legion and decided they'd rather just live their life on Azeroth as a troll because Reasons tm

Their troll-sona had a stupid ass name that I made up on the spot because the reasoning behind it was that the demon just started living life as a troll and had to come up with a troll-sounding name on the spot because they were a dumbass who didn't think things through

That OC doesn't really exist anymore BUT their troll-sona eventually evolved into their own character that is the Tari we know and love today

And I kept the original silly name because by the time Tari was his own character and not a troll-sona for a demon everyone knew him by that name, until just in early 2020 I decided to change it because I realized he's my OC and I can do whatever I want with him

His original name already started with Zan and I kept it because I am CONVINCED that "zan" has got to mean something important (because ZAN-dalari and ZAN-dali and ya know) and then I added "tari" at the end because I am similarly CONVINCED that it means something like warrior or hunter or similar, because we have the Rastari and the Raptari in game that are the king's guard and enforcers and the druids of Gonk who is always talking about hunting thing

So yeah that's how we get Zantari :3