Anything with a blood elf
Anything with a blood elf
This was a bit of an experiment doing my own head swap, plus morphing the body to be a bit less meaty. Not as happy with it as the Jesana images but it’s a good little test. All credit for the model still goes to Primer. Going back to the older models for my next work.
Finally! Time to post some new images. Here are images for the three that got the most votes in my contest for my new brothel location. Gratz to Silvyraven, Triss, and Lich! Enjoy.
The stars were bright over the skies of Dalaran. Though not as busy as it had been in times since the fall of the Lich King, the streets were still crowded with young travelers attempting to make names for themselves in the cold, wild lands of the north.
The busiest place had become The Legerdemain Lounge, known for it’s fine drinks and proximity to the famous wine and cheese shops. It had rooms adorned with finery and silk, making it a favorite to travelers and locals alike. As many drank and celebrated, one such room was occupied by two unlikely companions.
“Come with me, Sylandria. I fear something horrible will happen soon.” came the voice of the human, his face young yet worn by conflict. The other figure stood silent in the corner, her elven robes adorned in crimson and gold, “You are exaggerating.” she replied, her raven hair done up into small pigtails. She turned, eyes glowing a dim emerald peered back at the human, “We Sunreavers don’t involve ourselves with the conflict in the south.”
The human frowned, his brow narrowing, “I don’t believe that for a second.” he threw back sternly, crossing his arms before him. The elven woman smirked, looking over at the doorway to make sure it was closed. Sylandria walked softly up to her companion, moving her hand through his brown hair lovingly. “Joseph, did I ever tell you that you worry too much?” she answered with a warm smile, Joseph turning his head in mild resistance.
She enjoyed her teasing, rising up on her toes to kiss him along his neck. His eyes closed as she traced a line down towards his chest, reaching around slowly to unbuckle his breastplate. “Sylandria, I am serious…” he said, attempting to fight back her charms.
She continued her movement, now pulling down his chest plate, her lips gliding on his skin down to his abdomen. She reached around, pulling on the straps of his legplates. Joseph felt the room heat up with each caress, “Please…” he said one more time.
Sylandria stopped her advance, looking up at him with narrow eyes, “I can’t…” she said softly, “It’s not about my loyalties here, I just…” she began to say, before pausing. Joseph leaned over, grabbing her softly by the chin, “Why then?” he asked, pulling her in for a soft kiss. Sylandria felt embarrassed a rare event for her, “Our kinds are in bitter conflict. If the Alliance should find out they would disgrace you as a traitor.” she continued, her eyes tearing gently.
Joseph smiled, pulling her in for another long kiss. The two held close, refusing to let the other go until finally Joseph pulled himself away. “If it comes to that, then so be it.” he said sternly, making sure she heard every word, “I would rather spend the rest of my life in exile then another day without you at my side.”
Sylandria blushed at his words, another warm smile crossing her face. As the two stood she pushed him down, sitting him on the silk bed. She stepped back, gently grabbing the ties of her robe and letting them loose, the whole garment falling quickly off her shapely form, showing that nothing else was underneath them. She moved forward again, laying her body close to his and kissing him gently, “Well when you put it that way, I accept.” she whispered in his ear, finishing the unbuckling of his legplates,
Joseph felt his heart sore, as he touched her soft, golden thighs. “Then let us make our last night in Dalaran one to remember, my dear.”
Sorry for the delay. Had a rough weekend and already a pretty rough week. Hopefully things will go better sooner rather then later.
Sneeki felt her blood race as she sprinted, the light from the magic conduits being her only guide out this blue dragon freakshow. She perked up her ears, the sudden scream coming from far behind her, “What do you mean it’s gone!?”
Sneeki giggled to herself as she kept running, the magical artifact held tight to her chest. She didn’t have much use for it, but she figured it would get her a pretty penny back in Dalaran. The others would understand, or not, she didn’t really care.
As she turned another corner, she noticed a strange glow. Green runes adorned the floor just in front of her, catching her off guard. She decided to make a break for it, running at full speed towards the runes. As she came upon the runes, a strange fire overtook the spot in front of her and a figure materialized, her head knocking directly into it’s metal shin. “Oof!” she said as she was stunned, the world spinning quickly around her.
“I knew putting that demon gate back here was a good idea.” came the familiar voice of the groups warlock, Sneeki’s eyes came back into focus just in time to see the angry snarl of a Fel Guard reaching for her and lifting her up by the cuffs of her armor.
“Hey put me down!” she yelled, as the artifact was ripped from her hands by the demonic entity. She looked over as the warlock himself stepped forward, taking the artifact into his hands. “You know we were rolling for this, not very nice to steal it.” he said with a condescending grin.
“I deserved it more then you losers!” she snarked back, kicking and squirming as the demon held her tight.
The warlocks face turned to even further amusement, “Deserved it? My demon and I were going to return the artifact for a proper roll with the others… though now I think I should show you what you really deserve.
The warlock waved his hands, the demon grabbing both side of her armor and pulling quickly, ripping the whole outfit in two. Sneeki’s eye grew wide and she stopped moving for a bit as she looked down at the demon, his snarl turning to a twisted grin.”Huh oh…”
This one was a little faster then the last one, but I think it turned out well. This was the bonus to make up for missing last week. Now time to finish up that poll for the upcoming animation week!