Scarlet Defiance
Captured by the Legion, Sally Whitemane proves to be less of a pushover and not so easily broken by the monstrous demons interrogating her.
Been long overdue since our favorite scarlet inquisitor got some love again. Though I figured someone as sassy and prideful as her wouldn’t be too unsettled about being captured by Demons. Even if there are two Man’ari bulls ready to give her holes a stretching! She seems to be quite untroubled by it, either way.
The demons were somewhat unsettled by little Sally Whitemane. She had endured everything they had thrown at her with surprising ease. No amount of attempts at scaring, gang banging and humiliation seemed to move her to answering their questions.
Sally simply smiled, taunting them with her crimson eyes as they bickered and argued about how best to proceed. Her words on the day of her capture at the hands of the demons rang true in their ears now more than ever.
“You’ve made a grave mistake, demon scum. It is you who is locked in here with ME.”
She had said to them, before not speaking another word throughout the ordeal that befell her up to this point.
She had sewed doubt and fear into them from day one. She knew the time of her escape would be at hand in time, she simply had to be patient and pull the strings of these brutish puppets. Still, while she maintained her steeled resolve and prideful look on the surface, she could feel the daily gang bangs taking a toll on her mind as new and more frightening nightmarish creatures of the legion joined her in the cage daily.
She was winning this battle of wills for now, but she needed to win quickly. Both for the sake of her sanity and before the copious amounts of demon seed within her could do any damage to her body. By the light, when she was out of this the Legion would learn to fear the name Sally Whitemane.
The Queen's Concubines
After betraying their allies, four champions pledge themselves and their huge cocks to the Queen for all eternity!
Originally intended for this to be an underwater scene, but wasn’t quite getting the look I was hoping for. So instead we get what I think is a much more appeasing image visually than what it would have been if I had continued with the underwater one. Ah well, can’t always work out I guess! Hope you like it
Credit: Lynya (Azshara Model)
Azshara grinned as the Human raised his hand up to offer her the Heart of Azeroth. The power to rule the world and free N’zoth lay within her grasp. These champions had been swayed by her elegant words and lofty promises, pledging themselves to serve their Queen.
She was a Queen of her word of course, their choices and loyalty would be rewarded. It was clear that these four held more than an interest in her promises of power and position however. During the raid before they had turned their blades and magic on their more heroic allies in betrayal, these champions had made suggestive eyes and gestures towards the Queen.
Were they not helping to usher in what she had worked so long to achieve, she would have struck them down where they stood. The closeness of the power that radiated from beneath the palace and from the Heart of Azeroth filled her with a lust, made only more intense as she spotted their grand bulges running down their thighs in those soaking wet pants they were clad in.
She may be the Queen of the Naga, but she was a landwalker once. Even after ten thousand years the sight of a bare, engorged landwalker cock filled her with desire. They would know the pleasures of a Queen for all eternity as her personal concubines, bound to service her insatiable lust until they turned into naga themselves.
For now they would enjoy the sight of Azshara’s slick lips wrapped around their cocks, milking them of their seed. By the time they would realize what they had signed up for, it would be too late for them. Azshara feigned a look of displease as she put all four arms and her mouth to work on her concubines, though all the while reveling in the thought of how easy this had all been to achieve.
It was... Magnificient.
Bailey's Bounty - Part 1
After tracking a Kaldorei to Boralus for a contract, Bailey manages to corner her in a back alley and strike a new deal with the beauty.
Another out of season commission for Southbrook! Apparently there’s a third Southbrook sister and this one seems like she might be meaner than the other two! I wonder who this Elf she’s been sent to kill is. Hmmmmm~ Oh and I think this might be my first ever “taker” POV shot, hope you like it!
Commissioned by: Southbrook
“You nearly got away from me in the markets, knife ears. Unfortunately for you I know these streets like the back of my hand.” Bailey boasted, peering down with her crossbow pointed firmly between the Kaldorei’s eyes.
“However it’s your lucky day, I just so happen to know who you are and what you’re capable of. So I got an offer to make you.” She continued, eyeing the Kaldorei’s reaction with gleeful pleasure.
The Kaldorei peered up at Bailey, her luminous white eyes meeting the one available eye the dark skinned human had. Her body was clad in loincloth, wrappings and other leathers that covered very little of her beautiful full form.
“So I can either kill you and take that pretty head back to collect my coin.” She paused after the first option, bringing her hand to the button of her pants to let it come loose. It must have been the world’s most powerful button because simply removing it caused the contents inside her pants to flop out into full view, baring a girthy and long ebony cock backed up by a pair of swollen balls.
“Or you can wrap your lips around this and let me fuck that pretty face of yours. I know which I’d prefer, but both work for me in the end so make your decision.” Smiled smugly, folding her arms as she swayed her hips a little, letting the hefty hunk of cock thud from thigh to thigh before the Kaldorei.
The Elf let out an exasperated sigh, nodding in agreement as she crawled forward to the Human. Seemingly having accepted the offer, not that it was much of a choice to begin with.
“I’m glad you agreed to the deal. It’d be a such a shame for a puny Elf like you to end up dead for nothing. Now open up, I’m gonna fuck that pretty face of yours!” Bailey commanded, eyeing the Kaldorei with a mischievous and dominant gaze. A sly smirk forming on her lips as she dangled the girthy cock just in front of the Kaldorei’s lips.
“Don’t make me tell you twice, Elf.”
Wet n' Wild
On some well earned R&R following the Darkshore campaign, Casira & Mia accompany Val to take in the Kaldorei sights and stuff the elf with ebony cock.
An out of season commission done for one of my good friends/regular commissioners, Southbrook. Her and her friend Mia help their ally and friend Valnoressa with those great big black cocks of theirs! Hope you like it.
Commissioned by: Southbrook/Mia
While it was mainly the Kaldorei who stood against the Undead at Darkshore in it’s reclamation, some brave heroes of the Alliance did join their Elven allies in the fight against the tyranny of the Horde. Two among them had gained particular favor with one of the Kaldorei heroes, Valnoressa.
Honored by the Kaldorei for the lives they saved and the foes they had slain, two Humans gain an extra reward and commendation when they’re invited to the village of the Druid they fought along side in the battle.
Casira and Mia arrive in Lorlathil to a heroes welcome by the Kaldorei who live there, where they’re guided to the home of Valnoressa in the druid’s grove. It’s there that in the embrace of nature, the two Human women recieve the full appreciation of the Kaldorei people, expressed entirely through the druid who stood at their side in Darkshore.
Not by trinkets or words of thanks but by a night of vigorous passion endowed upon two mighty heroes with mighty endowments of their own.
Mortal Delights
Taken as a wife by the mighty “Ashen One” with her powerful toned amazonian body, the Firekeeper embraces it with enthusiasm and obedience.
I’ve wanted to do an image like this for a while with the Ashen One depicted as a huge muscular woman with the Firekeeper at their side. I hope you like how it turned out and I hope you can excuse my attempts to porn up the lore of DS3. It’s no easy task to pornomancer Dark Souls’ story considering how open ended and confusing it can be. Enjoy!
Unkindled ash shall always seeketh embers, wherever they may be. Such is true of the Ashen One’s quest towards of the Lords of Cinder and such is true in the Ashen One’s mortal desires. Her journey has strengthened her resolve, the souls of slain foes and nightmarish creatures empowering her body into peak physical form.
Guided by the hand of the delicate and devout Firekeeper, the Ashen One would eventually take her as her wife in soul and body. Oath bound to accept, the Firekeeper had little say in the matter. However some who frequent the Firelink Shrine have noted the distant and distracted nature of the Firekeeper when her wife is away on her quest. Equally they have observed the gentle smile on her lips and the more delicate spring to her step when the Ashen One returns, fresh from battle with the blood of a mighty enemy hot upon her armor.
Where once silence had been broken by the echo of traveling footfalls, the crackle of the Shrine’s rekindled flame and the hammering of the blacksmith. Those dark and empty crofts of the Shrine were now filled with the pleasured moans of the Firekeeper, however much she attempted to stifle them, her mortal body betrayed the desires of the flesh.
Orc 101 - Anal
Valnoressa’s extensive time among the Orcs has allowed her to become quite an expert in sex with them. Especially when it comes to anal fun!
A horny Orc comes in many varieties, Val has learned over the years. Her “extensive research” into the mating habits of the Orc have revealed much and today you can enjoy one of her lessons from her personal journal.
Valnoressa’s Journal, Page 34, Orc 101 – “Anal”
Orgrimmar, Day 156 in Captivity
The average Orc is a simple minded brute who does not tend to turn down a willing or unwilling woman, regardless of race. Yet in my travels I quickly learned that while they’d jump on anything with two legs, their personal codes weighed much on what hole they would choose.
Most of the time I found Orcs favored anal sex with me. Which wasn’t entirely unsurprising, we Kaldorei have been blessed with glutes many would consider superior to most other races of Azeroth. Yet, this soon became more common place to the point that it was becoming a literal pain in the backside!
Post mating, An Orc is far more agreeable and much less angry than before or during sex. As a result many of them are easier to talk to where they might not have been before (See page 42 for post-ravaging chat topics!) – it was here I was able to inquire as to why they preferred the butt.
I got several different answers, but two kept coming up the most. Firstly, many Orcs claimed that they would choose my butt simply because I was a Kaldorei and not of the Horde. They did not want to risk impregnating and diluting their bloodline with a half breed child born of the enemy race. An expected and common logic among their kind.
Secondly, and perhaps more strangely, there is a common superstition among Orcs that aggressively pounding the rear of an Elven woman will heal most ailments and bless the Orc with the strength of five Orcs if done on the eve of battle. Needless to say, this is all false, but such is the way of ridiculous beliefs and superstition.
These seem to be shared among the main Orc types I’ve encountered, albeit with their own little twists on the reasoning and codes they follow. The Mag’har Orcs seem to be more beholden to such things than their green skinned brothers, perhaps because of the integration of the Sin’dorei and Shal’dorei into the Horde? Hard to say.
The main take away from all this can be summarized as such: If you’re not an Orc, a race of the Horde or you happen to be a Kaldorei then you can probably look forward to a very thorough pounding of your behind by your Orcish lover or master.
<End of Journal Entry>
A Worthy Guardian
The buxom bodied Lulu casts off her belted robes and bares all for Tidus while her future husband accompanies Yuna into the Chamber of Fayth.
You know who’s awesome? Lulu from FFX. So that’s why you’re seeing this, she’s one of my all time favorite characters from the Final Fantasy series and I just wanted to give her some love. Much of the models I’ve seen out there didn’t do her justice, so I decided to put together my own Lulu model... this is the result!
Yuna’s pilgrimage offers little respite for the guardians of the daughter of Braska. The trials inside any chamber of fayth can sometimes last days at a time, which is an awful long wait for those who choose to remain outside the chamber. While her future husband and the Ronso known as Khimari accompany Yuna into the chamber, Lulu remains outside with Tidus.
Unable to shake Wakka’s words of how the boy from Zanarkand does indeed somewhat resemble her former lover, Chappu. She decides to see just how far the similarities go by casting off her belted robes, firmly grabbing his Brotherhood and emptying his Blitzballs.
Here Cums The... Bride?
Years after meeting on Draenor, Casey and Vel have finally tied the knot and become husband and “wife”. Casey is sure to be still limping on the honeymoon!
Been wanting to return to this pairing as they’re just so adorable. Finally figured I’d put them in the spotlight again with something fun, cute and romantic! Wouldn’t be a Casey & Vel release without a story so expect one in the hopefully not too distant future to accompany this. For now, enjoy!
Much time has passed since their first chance encounter on Draenor at the Lunarfall Garrison. Much has happened since then, the most paramount among them being Casey & Vel falling madly in love with one another, leaving the alliance military life and starting a more simple one in Elwynn Forest.
Casey has traded the sword and board for cute dresses and teaching. Vel has put his Rangari days behind him in favor of putting that huge strength to more practical use at the local lumber mill. They go on picnics, host friends and do all the things a very much in love married couple do.
So they figured they should make it official! Which is exactly what this day was all about. Their wedding day.
Clipping Her Wings
Raven finds herself in the rare situation of being at the mercy of the very scum she hunts. While she plans her escape, she must endure their hateful lust
It’s been a while since we had some Raven. Wanted to put her in a situation where she’s not in control too, so I hope you like seeing the Half-Elf in unfamiliar territory! This is of course, some darker themed content, however this is a dark themed character so expect to see her in situations like this from time to time.
Raven finds herself in the rare situation of being at the mercy of the very scum she hunts. Though if her reputation for brutality is anything to go by, she'll make them pay dearly for it as soon as she's free.
Giveaway - April 2019
Aesa Starblade bares all in Darkshore as one of the Night Warrior Kaldorei. Winner of my discord giveaway that took place in April 2019, congrats!
From time to time, I’ll do giveaways over on my discord. This here was made for Aesa Starblade after they were randomly picked by the giveaway bot! Hope you like it, thanks for supporting my art.
The Power Bottom
Lonely and bored in the Telgorus Rift, Saran calls upon his void powers to pleasure himself. It isn’t long before he’s stuffing his holes with many void tendrils.
Been a while since Saran has done something lewd, so here’s the adorable blueberry boy power bottoming a void horror into pounding his butt. More images coming soon, stay tuned!
Saran toys with dangerous forces as he enlists a being of the void for his own personal pleasure. He maintains control over the eldritch horror as he wills the abomination into pleasuring his beautiful femboy body. He can feel the struggle of the tentacles wanting to push deep into his body and break it beyond his mortal limits, to tear him apart from the inside out.
The ancient horror thrusts, spanks and pleasures his sissy body to the Ren’dorei’s will, furious and insulting as it communicates it’s disdain via the whispers that all of Saran’s kind can hear. For as long as Saran controls the whispers and the power of the void, it is his to command and do as he pleases.
With his ass well used and his seed splattered against the cragged rock beneath him, Saran wraps himself in void tentacles. Yes indeed, the cheeky little Elf even commanded the void horror to spoon and cuddle him after sex.
Witherbark Mount
After making friends with an living among the Witherbark Tribe as their guest for a while, Val says goodbye to two Trolls who shared her daily.
I don’t get to put Val in many situations where she’s sucking a cock, so I decided it was long overdue to have her doing that. Lighting isn’t quite what I hoped on this one, but I don’t wanna drag my heels on it any longer. Also you can get the comic version of this image on my patreon!
Val’s mission was simple, she was to earn the trust of the Witherbark and had been sent there to do so by the Stromgarde command. Using any means possible to gain their favor so that the Alliance could focus on the Horde threat to the north and less about a Witherbark threat to the east of Arathi Highlands. Her kind and gentle nature as well as her general likability made her the best choice to be sent among them, not as a subject of the Alliance but as a traveling druid & herbalist.
She was to observe them more than anything, especially the reports that their warriors had been taking rare berserking herbs that would make them as strong as five trolls in battle. It would take weeks to properly analyze the tribe and so she was to stay with them for as long as it took. When the Witherbark didn’t respond to her gifts and kind words of friendship well enough, she was forced to use the more questionable weapon in her arsenal… her body.
Throughout the month of her stay with them, she would willingly lay with almost half the tribe - both male & female - to secure their friendship. She too was almost always the honored guest at the tribal orgies that took place once a week. A mojo praising ritual that involved a great big bonfire and beating drums while most of the trolls had sex with one female chosen at random. Needless to say, while Val was staying there, it wasn’t a random choice as she was the pick back to back for four weeks.
She grew fond of several of the Trolls she came to know in her stay. Two brothers Seji & Hu’wan were a pair of young handsome Witherbark warriors. They shared everything, even women. They always lay with Val together and boy did they have an immense amount of stamina between them. Another was the young witch doctor female troll by the name of Zyrah, the pair would spend hours chatting deep into the night about all manner of things. At least they would when Zyrah wasn’t painting Val’s naked body and pounding her butt with her large textured strap-on.
When she finally had to leave, rather reluctantly too, she did so to a grand farewell and gifts bestowed by the tribe. She was named an honored guest who would always be welcome back among them. Before she got too far down the road from the camp, Seji & Hu’wan blocked her path with their loincloths removed and their large green cocks bared for her. They weren’t about to let her leave without a parting gift and it was a gift they’d spend half the day giving her - and one she enjoyed receiving.
Detour in the Jungle
Two troll lovers get up to some risky fun together one of the main roads near the capital city.
Trolls don’t get a lot of love in general, least of all lesbian pairing ones. So when I saw this commission in my inbox, I decided I’d go ahead and take it. I got to try out some mottled lighting to make it look like the trees above were shadowing on them and such. I hope it feels like a hot and humid jungle to you lot!
Art by: Valnoressa
Written by: Zagnutjones
Commissioned by: Zagnutjones
As Vol’toka and Zula’zlok walked along the main road of out of Dazar’alor, they held each other's hands and smiled to each other, observing the sights. While Vol’toka was quite familiar with the sights, such as the Sabertusks hunting, or the Direhorns grazing, it was relatively new for Zula, as she followed her mate closely, keeping an eye out for danger.
Vol’toka would chuckle.”Ya can relax dear, we will be fine. I know dis place like it was me own child, even if I don’t have one.”
Zula chuckled and nodded.”Just bein’ careful love. Ya nevah know wat can happen.”
Vol’toka nodded.”Always as cautious as evah.” She would continue to guide Zula in hand along the road, eyeing the area around them.”Ya know, I used ta play in dese jungles all da time when I was trainin’ ta be a huntress. I tamed me first Ravasaur here.”
Zula nodded.”Knowin’ ya, it was likely a breeze, givin’ ya talent.”
Vol’toka chuckled and shook her head.”I was a rookie at one point ya know.”
She stared around and smirked.”Ya know...It also were I popped me first cherry as well.”
Zula then looked to her with both curiosity and with a hint of mischievousness to her.”Oh really? Wat was it like dear?”
Vol’toka smirked as she held a hand out and pointed to a tree.”A nice little peasant girl. Just so pent up and without some ta satisfy her, so I talked wit her, and offered to help wit dat.”
Zula then smirked with a bit of lust in her eyes.”’ow did it ‘appen me love?”
Vol’toka would smirk as she went to grab hold of Zula’s right arm and and rear.”Let me show ya.”
Vol’toka would turn Zula around and go to pin her against against the wall, as she stripped her and herself down as she would go to nibble at her neck for a second.”Tell ma’da wat ya want, and ‘ow bad ya want it!”
Zula would moan out in pleasure, her submissiveness shining through as she squealed in delight.”I want ma’da ta fuck me. I want it so bad.”
Vol’toka would then continue to nibble at her neck, as she went to massage her right breast, going to tug on her nipple occasionally, as swell as slidding a few fingers in to pleasure inside her womanhood. At this point, all Zula could do was moan in pleasure and take her ma’das pleasure.
While the two women enjoyed their time together, it would seem Vol’toka forgot,(Or simply didn’t care) that they were on a public road. It would seem that a guard had seen what they were doing and looked on in shock, stunned by the gall of the two woman. It took him a few moments to regain his composure as he yelled to the two girls and ran forward.
“‘Eya! Ya two girls can’t do dat! Dis is a public road!”
Vol’toka had already made Zula cum, as her womanly juices flowed out of her, and Vol’toka went to lightly lick it up before she heard the guard.”Oh shit. Seems we got owa selves a situation dear.”
Zula was still recovering from her mates treatment to her as she looked over in surprise.”We...Should probably go.”
Vol’toka nodded and went to quickly slide on her clothes, and grab Zula’s as well, before picking up her mate in her arms as they booked it, giggling to themselves as they fled into the jungle.
Prison Break
Captured by rogue illidari loyal to the remnants of the demon invasion. A certain warden escapes.
A little bit overdue as I had intended to do this before the Val face sitting image, either way I think it was worth the wait regardless. There’s not much 3D art of Maiev kicking around and I didn’t want a futa image of her out of focus to be my only contribution, so here’s a pose and angle befitting of the badass Warden. Should also note that I’m now also going to be offering exclusive patreon alt versions of my images to better reward those who loyally pledge to me. Keep in mind that all originals will be posted publicly here and on twitter as they always are, there will be no paywalls for my release - just extra incentives for patrons who wish to enjoy some alternate twists on my releases.
If you wish to see the blood splattered Maiev alternate version of this image, you can click the patreon button at the bottom of the post to find out how to support me!
Maiev Shadowsong heard reports that a break off group of Illidari radicals had become loyal to the remnants of the Legion. None knew how to hunt a demon hunter better than she did. The Warden tracked the group to Val’Sharah in the Broken Isles where they had been waiting for her, knowing the legendary thorn in Illidan Stormrage’s side would come for them. They had been ready.
Maiev spent months as their prisoner, stripped of her armor and even any clothing as they were determined to let her rot in the deep dark of their underground hideout for the rest of her days, humiliated and alone. The impetuous demon hunters had become too used to routine, too easy to read and sloppy, it was only a matter of time before Maiev would be free.
When the day of her self liberation came, Maiev tore through their ranks with unyielding vengeance and brutality. There would be no prisoners to take to the vault of the wardens, she would make sure of that. It took her sometime to find all her armor and weapons, roaming the halls of the hideout in partial plating. She looted each piece of her iconic armor from those who had taken it as a trophy.
By the time she had recovered all of her armor, all the traitorous Demon Hunters and their allies in the hideout were slain. Maiev emerged to the light of day, her mission complete and her glaive slick with the blood of the weak minded scum who had captured her.
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Kaldorei Superiority
Val’s rare dominant side bubbles to the surface when she puts a Sin’dorei in her place beneath her. Literally!
Did you know Val tends to be more dominant when she’s with a woman? Well it’s true, especially when those women are Elves of a different type than herself. This image was part of a giveaway over on my discord in which a Belf belong to one of my fans would appear in an image with Val! Here’s the result.
Congrats to Valarynn for winning the giveaway on my Discord!
P.S - Val’s little rivalry with Alori is strictly goofing/messing about between me and the person who own’s the character. Don’t get IRL mad about it. You’d think I wouldn’t have to say that and yet I know how people get about this kind of shit.
When Val catches a cute Blood Elf sneaking about her village in Val’Sharah, she decides to teach the little lady a lesson that takes her all night long to deliver. Valarynn spends the night as Valnoressa’s bottom bitch and by the time morning rolls around, she’s very familiar with her place beneath the taller and stronger Kaldorei.
Not satisfied with just dominating the Sin’dorei all night, she mounts the golden eyed girl’s face and uses her fancy S.E.L.F.I.E camera to snap a very naughty picture. Additionally she forwards the snap to her rival elf, Alori with a cheeky message.
Sisters of Vengeance
With the battle of Darkshore won by the Kaldorei - Maiev and Tyrande hold some private celebrations.
And I’m back! Had a nice break for my birthday, did some fun stuff and now it’s back to work again. Figured I’d kick it off with something I haven’t done before and something I haven’t done in a long time. Maiev and Tyrande (especially Night Warrior Tyrande) haven’t got a lot of love in Warcraft smut so I’m adding to that with my latest entry here, also I haven’t done a Night Elf futa image since like 2014 so I guess this was long overdue as well. Hope you like seeing the vengeance sisters together! I decided to make Maiev the futa and Tyrande the female for this pairing, as I figure even with her badass new look and attitude - Maiev would more than likely be the one wearing the trousers in bed between those two.
Below is a silly/fun “alternate reality” lore craft based around the pairing. Hope you like it. If you want to see more of these two then let me know.
With the battle for Darkshore hard fought and even harder won, the Kaldorei reign supreme over the Horde invaders of their lands. Throughout the long campaign, Maiev and Tyrande relied heavily upon each others strength and will to fight in order to lead their sisters to vengeful victory over the Forsaken.
The pair grew close, closer even than Tyrande had been with her own husband who had perished early on in the campaign to retake their homelands. In time, the pair had begun to spend more and more time together outside of battles and strategy meetings - prompting Tyrande to discover that Maiev had been hiding more than her battle scarred body beneath the Warden armor she wore so well.
To say Maiev carried the genitals of a man was an understatement, no man was her equal in girth or length. Having spotted the mouthwatering thickness and the toe curling reach of Maiev’s hefty meat during a shared bathing in a moonwell, Tyrande could not deny her desires to become more than sisters and soldiers in arms with the Warden.
Maiev too couldn’t deny her desires for Tyrande, especially considering the woman she had become upon taking the Night Warrior ritual. Not only had she become more beautiful but she too was now a woman who understood duty and the power of merciless vengeance over a deserving enemy. With her meek husband gone, Maiev was free to court and eventually take Tyrande as her wife.
Moonlit Dominance
Stopping for the night, Mar’gur puts her slave’s ass to good use in the light of the moon.
This one took a little longer to get out because the previous Dark Souls images I worked on kept bumping it back. But here ya go, folks over in my discord wanted to see Val humped by Mar’gur again so they finally got their wish after some much needed patience. Hope you like it, trying to get away from comfortable routines in my lighting as well. By that I mean it can be easy to do blue and orange in scenes to light something, I almost did it here out of habit and its a really bad thing to do all the time. So I went with something a bit more focused around a background light source and draped the scene in more darkness.
Ahead of schedule for their trip to the fighting pits, Mar'gur and Val stop in the Barrens for the night. Though not much resting happens when the She-Orc sees her slave's ass illuminated by the moonlight. The Orc kicks the dry dust of the barrens over the cooking pot fire Val is preparing food at and orders her slave to assume the position. Mar’gur was hungering for Night Elf tonight, not the Zevra stew her fat assed Elven slave was making, and she would have her fill.
Anri of ASS-tora
Anri the blue sentinel sheds her Elite Knight armor to offer her body to her beloved husband, The Ashen One.
Yep it’s another Dark Souls image, sorry to those who were waiting for the Val x Marg image, needed a little more time to finish it and I really got into experimenting with this project. It should be up next though, for now enjoy some dirty sweaty Anri ass. Hope you like it!
With Horace’s disappearance in the Catacombs and Aldrich’s demise close at hand along side the Ashen One. Anri of Astora takes a moment to enjoy the sins of the flesh with you, offering her beautiful body to he who would link the flame. You take her up on the offer of course, after all she might not remain so thicc and well rounded if she goes hollow later on.
Amazing Ass Ahead.
I Tend To Thee
The Fire Keeper helps the Ashen One level up his stamina bar for the dangerous fights ahead.
Yep, your eyes aren’t deceiving you. This is my first non-Warcraft project in quite sometime. With the current climate of the game, it’s a little difficult to focus attention entirely on making art of it. So don’t be surprised if you start seeing more non-Warcraft content now and again. I actually had a ton of fun making this and it was quite and interesting challenge to make the image look like it was straight out of the Dark Souls 3 game. I hope you like it!
CREDIT: Nibeya - Fire Keeper Model
The Fire Keeper tends to the -other- needs of the Ashen One on his journey to link the fire and slay the Lords of Cinder. She offers herself without question or hesitation, for if he is truly the one to link the flame then it is not for her to refuse his sins of the flesh. Descending into the lower halls of the Firelink Shrine, she disrobes for the Ashen One and allows him to touch the darkness within her.
The Traveling Slave
Val travels across the Barrens in her slave regalia, the only items she’s permitted by her owner.
So I put together this new outfit for Val this week and people seemed to dig it. I ended up going into far more detail with it and eventually it came out as this pretty nice almost post-apocalyptic look for her. Hope you like it!
Since I know some of you will want to know what various parts of her outfit mean here’s the breakdown:
• The Hood: To protect her from the hot weather of Kalimdor. The sun is particularly harsh on the fairer skinned races in places like Durotar and the Barrens. It even has holes cut in the sides to let her ears poke out.
• The Shackles: While not chained up on the road, the shackles allow her owner to keep her slave bound or chained up where ever she needs her to be.
• The “M” Pin: This is a badge of ownership that Val is required to wear at all times. This marks her as an owned slave and means she can’t be taken by others.
• The Tree Symbol Loincloth: Made from the singed/charred remains of a Darnassian tabard, Val has turned this into a way to cover her delicate areas. Mar’gur was initially against the idea but came around to it when she saw how good it looked on her Elf.
• The Collar Chain: This is both symbolic and a tool for her owner to keep her in check. Mostly used to tug her Elf about when she’s not walking fast enough.
Lore:
In her time as a slave of Mar'gur, Val was permitted very little clothing. With the traveling nature of an arena champion such as her owner - rags and leather were permitted to protect her Elf from the harsher environments of Azeroth. Over time she was granted more clothing for her loyalty to the She-Orc but everything she wore had to follow some strict rules laid down by Mar’gur. Her outfit had to show plenty of skin and it also had to allow the Orc access to her holes without removing it.
For a while Val was mainly forced to walk everywhere in the nude with her owner, but considering how many people are interested in obtaining the druid for their own nefarious purposes, a naked Elf was sure to draw unwanted attention to the traveling pair.
