#wyrmrest RP

[zeerp]

My kaldorei priest of Elune, Vanuleaith, by @ / atkira_atsushi on twitter. Vanuleaith is a curse breaker, focused on undoing ancient or occult curses.

[zerenah]

Commander Zerenah Dawnbringer

[orfeoarte]

Did some busts for WoW clients :3c

[shetolae]

Helaea and Silabivn by @yuutayo on Twitter!

[thecastcompany]

Here is the January Calendar for the Cast Company! These are all the great events we are hosting! We will be at others for sure as we are in the walls. Yes the walls.

We have a few events that have sign ups if you want to come and be apart of a Cast Company Event! We love see friendly new and old faces in the community at our gigs!

Events that need Sign Ups

**Jan 13th Orc & Human Culture Festival **from 8pm - 11:30pm MG / 6pm - 9:30pm WRA // We are seeking vendors, performers and people to sign up for the orc wrestling and human fashion contest!

Jan 17th - Guild Recruitment Drive in Stormwind on Moonguard from 8pm - 10:30pm MG for Mercenary / Military Guilds // We are seeking more military / mercenary guilds to sign up and come recruit! We will have a bard and someone giving out snacks and hey you can get new members!

Jan 20th - Wings n Metal Anniversary Event from 7pm - 10:30pm MG / 5pm - 8:30pm WRA // We are seeking rock n roll and heavy metal singers to come rock face!

Want to sign up for any of those events? Then join our discord to get deets and murlocs! https://discord.gg/r6Yxkk9W74

[thevelvetcartel]

TVC Invites you to celebrate Love is in the Air with... Love Takes Flight!

Where: Thaldraszus, Algeth’era (48.75, 40.24) When: Friday, February 10th, 6pm server   (WrA) What: Art raffle, mount raffle, pick-up line contest, pet battles, and more!

Come enjoy the evening, drink, dance, and make friends! Or more than friends! It is the season for love, after all.

[wolfhollow]

Tuia & Fythen

My wife's lightforged paladin / hunter character, Tuia, and my draenei warrior / monk, Fythen. What a cute pair of idiots. I love them.

Tuia = she/her

Fythen = they/them

[tindomielsilverthorn]

Passion - Elfebruary 2023

Lædra’s fingers slipped beneath his coat lapels, pushing them back over his shoulders. She leaned in close, and up on top toes, her lips hovered just above his skin, hot breath washing over him. She let the coat fall to the floor with a hush of silk. She kissed his neck and lowered back down to unbutton the fine linen shirt.

With the pop of the third, her lips found their way to his chest. Deft fingers continued to work their way down. She followed behind them with kisses and nips, drawing a whine from him. Dark hair began to spread from his chest, rippling outward. No, not hair. Fur.

As the black fur spread, it seemed his height extended. “Good growl,” she murmured. The last button freed itself from the threaded hold and her nails scratched at his chest through the thick, soft fur.

Frank growled again, his hands burying themselves in her violet-blue hair. Pulling her to him, his tongue slipping out to tease over her lips. He managed a single kiss before his face elongated, a snout of coal black sprinkled with grey taking its place. And still he licked at her lips until the parted for her own tongue to join the dance.

His paws slid down, her hair tangling in his claws as he drew them down her back. The pressure left a trail of white on her skin, which pricked up at the thrill. His arms moved down and swept her up. He padded to the bed in three long strides and laid her down. Two claws hooked the straps on her shoulders and moved them down her arms, sharp tips ghosting over her skin.

As the straps fell away, she reached up, bringing the worgen’s face to hers. She kissed his snout and rubbed her face to it. He whined in her long pointed ear, his black nose drawing in her scent. He slipped her dress off, his tongue curling around a sensitive nipple.

Lædra’s back arched, pressing her to his fur. She dragged her nails through his fur, down his stomach to the waistband of his pants. She unlaced them, biting her lip at the sound of his growls.

“Hey, boss!”

The two of them stopped, their heads swinging around. Lædra groaned and flipped back onto the bed at the sight of the imp squeezing himself under the door.

“I am going to roast you on a spit of this isn’t important,” Frank growled, baring his teeth. “Your timing…”

“I got news for ya. You’re gonna like it!” The imp finally managed to scrabble through the crack under the door and scampered over.

The void elf woman pulled her robe over her and kissed the tip of the worgen’s snout. “Love you,” she murmured and rose from the bed. “I’ll go make some coffee.”

Frank’s paws stretched, claws curling down. His hackles raised, fur bristling. “Make it good.”

[pyromanticnia]

Knee high and hunched over a small bonfire made of twigs and leaves just off a dusty pathway in Orgrimmar, a dark pair of large, fluffy ears prick to attention as your footsteps approach. She freezes instantly and slowly cranes her neck to peer at you from over her tensed shoulder. Her smokey eyes glint with the reflection of the small flames in front of her, licking at the cool air, and you notice her lips curl into a slight grin as she catches your gaze. You can see her instantly drop her guard as she faces back towards the fire and flops down onto the ground with both clawed feet kicked out in front of her. She leans back into her paws and tilts her head so far that her stubby snout is pointed straight up towards the star-dotted onyx sky. Her shadow stretches out and dances behind her gracefully. A soft giggle lilts from her maw.

"Late night bonfires are just the thing this time of year, aren't they, stranger?" Her voice is high pitched, but soft, and you can't help but let a keen smile cross your face.

"They are," you reply, as she opens her eyes and watches you from her upside down perspective. She pats the ground next to her, inviting you to sit. She then flips her attention back to the flickering glow of the slowly dying fire in front of her. She raises a furry paw, just barely peeking from her baggy sleeve, and flicks a flame to her fingertip, which she casually tosses towards the embers, reigniting a strong and hearty blaze that lights up your face and seems to encase you both in it's mesmerizing burn.

"Come share it's warmth with me, won't you? I hope you brought snacks!" She beckons cordially and as you take a seat on the cracked earth beside her, you suddenly are met with the overwhelming feeling that your night is about to be very cozy.

[voidpoet]

Rithanya, the Black Knight of Outland.

Since the defeat of Sargeras and the Burning Legion, Rithanya has remained on Outland, hunting down stray demon warlords and keeping the Legion’s leftovers from gaining too much power. She haunts the parapets of Hellfire Citadel, where she maintains her vigil over the wastelands below.

[zeerp]

More of my priest of elune, Vanuleiath, this time by @/giums1 on twitter.

Wise and thoughtful, Vanu believes that mind/spirit/body are all an equal investment, and aid him in his work.

[celassa]

Artist: Anniris via Twitter

[shetolae]

Gift of the Fang, Silabivn and Helaea by @/yuutayo on Twitter!

[martyrette]

꧁༒~ Gravehorn ~༒࿐

I miss my Warcraft 1-3 Fel Orc.

She basically had to kill her starving Rylaak to feed her clan when Draenor went poopoo and is now uber depressed about it. She dedicates every kill to her Rylaak in hopes of keeping her fed in the afterlife. She sorta went all out though and became a literal war machine.

That’s how Crypt’s Orc Shadow Council member found her and went “Even MORE Fel?”. She almost killed her little brother figure in her bloodlust during a spar and is now questioning her life choices.

[thecastcompany]

Cast Company Summer Memories

Here are the Summer Memories of Cast Company between the months of June and July!

We kick off the summer with a Pride Party! We hosted a Pride Party and asked folks to dress up in their best Pride Outfits!

Blix over here supporting the Lesbian Flag!

Quin supporting Cast Pride and Bisexual Pride! @toomany-elves

We did a Lakeshire Market in the Summer ( During that Treasure Goblin Phase Fiasco ) and we challenged our folks to bring quest to the market or take a picture by the water! And here is our lovely pictures of folks posing by water!

THEN THE THOUSAND BOAT BASH BEGINS! AND WE SAID SHARE YOUR BOATS!

This was also how we found out.....the boats were racial.

We Attended the Tiragarde Trot and asked our guildees to get on horse mounts and take a picture!

We then head out to Booty Bay for the 4th of July!

And we hung out, played games, chatted, and watched fireworks while listening to Classic Rock together!

We then had Club Cast Faction Packed Night and asked our guildees to represent there favorite factions!

We hosted a Culture Cache where we tasked our members to wear the clothing of their respected cultures!

continue to part 2! in another post!

[cordwainers-locker]

Willow Greenwick as a Mail Carrier AKA one of Dave's top 10 fears! Love was in the air, but Willow was burning it to the ground.

Art done by...*drum roll*... the wonderful...*drum roll continues* ... the one and only ... *drum roll stops* ... @planktonheretic !!! So give their profile a gander.