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[ellipuukangas]

Miss the shenanigans of these two tossers.

[wickersquirrel]

Back to Pandaria

[howliteart]

🌻🐼🌷

Floral Frolic

Commission for Karnwyn on FA! :D

Higher res, timelapse video, and drawing stage snapshots on my Patreon!

[kissfortheelves]

Edenia Jadedawn for @darkspear-dancers 🐉

[moxpunk-art]

Kyung-Soo before she died and got turned into a Death Knight! I'm doing an ancient Pandaria campaign, and figured I go and do a drawing for her character sheet. (Sheet and the art on it was made by our DM!)

[wowscenery]

[noxmachinimafr]

Hey everyone, This is so great to have some days off! And these days have been quite productive. Here is the second design of Pandaren dancer! I struggle a bit to see darker red colors, so this one was really challenging to paint. ^^' This is one of the reasons why I ended up with a generous amount of fire and golden tones. The other reason is the storytelling behind the costume: It represents the Red Dragon, also named Golden Serpent, protector of the North. The Red Dragon is also the symbol of the Tzen, an extinct clan of Pandaria.

Working on these models inspired by the Bian Lian is so much fun! I hope I am able to give a nice and original tribute to this ancient Sichuan Chinese art!

There is one last costume to do that should represent the harmony-seeker.

[possessedopossum]

My night elf monk Taressian chilling in a river somewhere in Jade Forest. Also my first artwork without the line!

[esealia-art]

"You're the only person who can make me smile." "I know." Jasper & Lao

[dylan-grimmkell]

A gift from my wonderful friend ThankU89121860 on Twitter of my Bronze Dragon Temporadormu in his Lorewalker Tem-Po pandaren visage doing some late reading by candle light. Thank you so much, my friend. I absolutely love this!

[findmeinshattrath]

Love these little guys

[he-xie]

Welcome to Pandaria Kun-Lai Summit (my favourite zone in this expansion), Valley of the Four Winds and Jade Forest

[longveil]

The Book of Burdens

[ Photo by Taylor Flowe on Unsplash ]

In the months that followed the foxfire’s loss, Seraanna buried herself in the Scrollkeeper’s Sanctum. Ensconced within the Temple of the Jade Serpent, the library held works that pre-dated the Great Sundering itself - scrolls copied and recopied dutifully over the centuries, growing more ornate with each rendition as earlier parchment succumbed to the inevitability of age.

But it was writing of unexpected provenance, a children’s history, that sent the ren’dorei on a month-long journey across Pandaria. To Kun-Lai and the Townlong Steppes, Krasarang and the Vale of Eternal Summers, that wellspring still recovering from N’zoth’s ill-fated ascendancy.

From the mouths of babes.

Jun-Seo was seated at her desk within the Sanctum, glasses perched upon the aged monk’s nose as she transcribed one of several crumbling scrolls for preservation. She caught only a flicker of motion from the corner of her eye, looking up as a familiar form approached - trailing shadow and laden with intent.

“Scrollkeeper,” Seraanna murmured, “I would… give question to you.”

“Lady Longveil. What would you have of me?” Jun-Seo placed her quill aside and scattered a pawful of sand over the still-wet ink of her efforts before offering a shallow, seated bow to her guest. Then ren’dorei’s patronage of the Sanctum was no secret among the Temple’s monks, and it afforded her tolerance - and a modicum of respect. If only a modicum.

Seraanna drew closer, placing parchment of her own upon the monk’s desk. “I have been to study… the legacy of your Emperor Shaohao. The writings found at the temples of the Celestials that… detail his burden when faced with prophecy of the Great… Sundering.”

Jun-Seo nodded in acknowledgment. “He unburdened himself of doubt and despair, fear, anger, hatred, and violence, giving his last breath to protect his people from the doom,” deep brown eyes regarded Seraanna, “your people engendered.”

If only a modicum.

“… yes.” If Seraanna’s murmurings were softer, neither chose to comment. “But I have question of these… words.” Slender fingers gestured to the parchment, faint wisps following behind, to indicate a transcription rendered in Seraanna’s own graceful hand. For a moment, Jun-Seo was envious of the other woman’s artistry; the calligraphy even on this field transcription easily the match of any monk within the Sanctum. But the envy was released with a skill of born of long practice as Jun-Seo adjusted her glasses to read the flowing script, recognized immediately as a passage from the Book of Burdens:

…Shaohao meditated for three days and three nights, for the counsel of the Jade Serpent was unclear. How could one purge oneself of all doubt?

Weary of waiting, Shaohao’s traveling companion the Monkey King whittled a strange grimacing visage out of bamboo. He urged the Emperor to place the mask of doubt on his face…

While mischief was the Monkey King’s motivation, the mask worked - As Shaohao pulled the mask away, his doubts took on a physical form. For seven hours they fought, until the Sha of Doubt was buried.

“The… mask. All writings, all… temples speak the same.” The ren’dorei’s lambent gaze found Jun-Seo. “Masks, made of the Monkey King’s hand, which drew… forth shadow of… the Sha. Of the fallen god Y’shaarj.”

Jun-Seo frowned, one paw raised in an all-but-reflexive gesture of warding. “Do not speak the Old God’s name here, Lady Longveil. Your welcome is not without limits.”

Seraanna inclined her head, artfully tousled hair falling into her eyes. “My… apologies, Scrollkeeper,” she murmured. “Yet I would know if any still… practice this art, the making of such masks as… described of eld.”

“Few in recent history.” The monk’s attention went to the walls of the Sanctum, heavy with scrolls and tomes. “And none since your people both freed and defeated the Old God’s last remains. Only one. A Master Xyolo, lost to us before the Sha fell. He did take an apprentice - one of your own people, I’m told.”

Deep brown eyes fell back to Seraanna. “But she’s not been seen for years. However, Master Xyolo entrusted some of his writings to the Temple.” Jun-Seo beckoned to a younger pandaren garbed in unadorned robes, who scurried to the Scrollkeeper’s call. “Acolyte, see the Lady Longveil to the northern wing, eighth rack, second shelf.”

Jun-Seo’s attention returned to Seraanna. “You should find Master Xyolo’s writings there. They’re of his own hand, and are not to leave the Sanctum." The elder monk paused, then added, "I do hope you respect the deference the Temple has offered you, Lady Longveil.”

A faded smile drew at dark-painted lips as Seraanna coiled her own parchment. “Of… course, Scrollkeeper. It is not that I… would think of abusing your trust.” She turned lambent regard to the approaching acolyte before glancing back briefly to Jun-Seo. “Shadows guide your… path.”

The ren’dorei’s parting words were offered almost carelessly, her steps silent as she followed the acolyte to the Sanctum’s northern wing.

“And your patronage,” Jun-Seo muttered after Seraanna left earshot, “is appreciated moreso the less we must suffer it.”

With a deep sigh, the Scrollkeeper adjusted her glasses again and returned to her own transcription, pushing uncertain thoughts from her mind. Uneasily had the Temple borne the ren’dorei’s presence since her companion had... failed to return. Yet her patronage had seen many works preserved that might have otherwise crumbled to time, and thus was valued. Legend had it that Doubt was the first Sha defeated by Shaohao. In the wake of her Temple's patron, could Jun-Seo offer any less?

[falaandu]

[moons-guard]

I combined Inktober prompts for days 9 and 10: Bounce and Fortune.

[lilylonewolf]

World of Warcraft Streaming 24th February (Valentine's Day 2.0 for fun), around 11.00 AM Swedish time on Twitch, will stream maybe more than one time same day :) https://www.twitch.tv/faeleecya

I have decided it will be a Pandaren Alliance, but will it be a Shaman or a Monk? Help me decide and what name to have :)

And if there will be a Onewe Youtube/Instagram Live I will watch it and continues after that! ^^