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Weekly Random-A-Thon Image #14

Weekly Random #14

“Are you sure about this, sister?” Rayne said as they descended into the hallowed tree, the lanterns glowing dim in the abandoned halls.  Kadis leaned over with her bow tight over her shoulder, taking some dirt into her hands and rubbing it together, “Something is here… I know that much.” she said as she rose up, turning to her nervous sister, “Whether it’s that two-headed beast or not, I can’t say…”

Rayne held her staff tight, attempting to use her druidic powers to speak to the roots and the critters that dwelled deep in the Barrow, but all of them lay silent, as if frightened by a great evil.  She sighed with frustration, “It couldn’t be possible, the lunar festival ended yesterday.  The great beast can’t leave the lake now, Elune would never allow it.” Kadis and Rayne continued on down the tunnel, Kadis keeping her keen eyes open for any movement, “That storm…” she whispered, touching a root which had a deep claw mark.  Rayne’s mind turned to the night before, a storm had settled over the sky with clouds so thick that no moonlight could penetrate it. Rayne reached forward, putting her hand on her sisters shoulder, “You don’t think…”

Kadis looked at her and nodded softly, “Whatever it wants down here I dare not wish to see it succeed.  We have to stop it while the trail is still fresh.”  Rayne attempted to argue the point of getting more to help, but Kadis was no longer listening.  Though twins, Kadis was often the much more brash of the two Rayne preferring a more reasoned and careful approach.  Rayne shrugged off the anger, her concentration more dedicated to keeping the lingering fear out of her heart.

As they continued down they found the oldest of the Barrows, the empty shrines that once housed the eldest sleeping druids.  Kadis walked over the wooden bridge to the central chamber, the lanterns still shining bright above her.  She looked around for any further signs of the trail, only to slam her fist into the nearby bench, “It’s gone cold.”  Rayne was puzzled, “Cold? How does something that large hide it’s trail!?”

Suddenly the two could feel a rumble, as the earth itself became jolted by a sudden burst of magical power.  A bright light shot through one of the deepest halls and engulfing them.  “Rayne!” Kadis yelled as she jumped at her sister, the two grabbing hold of each other to help brace for the magical onslaught.  “The Lantern is destroyed. We are free…” came a deep, rumbling voice, followed by a bone chilling howl.

Rayne held her sister tight, “We need to get out of here!” she yelled, but neither could move from the powerful vortex.  After what felt like ages the vortex of power finally ended, the magical light fleeing through the tunnels back to the surface.  The two sisters slowly pulled away from each other, trying to grasp what had just happened, the light of the room now much more dim, the walls seemly surrounded by an unnatural darkness.  As the two stood a figure materialized from the dark, “Elves!” it bellowed from it’s maw, eyes glowing red with demonic power.  It looked like a worgen, but it’s features matching that of the corrupted beast known as Omen, the one they were hunting.  “What in the… Rayne, transform and let’s finish this!” Kadis yelled, pulling up her bow and holding a arrow steady towards the beasts head.  She let off the attack, the creature using shadowy power to dodge it with ease.  Rayne concentrated, attempting to transform into a beast to help her sister take on the strange creature, “Something is holding back my powers, I can’t seem to…”

Kadis didn’t listen, her mind too focused on keeping up her attacks on the creature.  She knew the beast must have found a way to alter it’s form and shed the old influences that made it weak versus the Goddess.  She attempted to study it’s movements, planning her next attack, but then something else came to her mind.  “Wait… didn’t the beast have two heads? How did it…” was all she could think until the muffled scream caught her attention.  She turned, Rayne being held tight be another beast, it’s clawed hand covering her mouth as she struggled, “No!” Kadis yelled as she attempted to raise up her bow, the beast she had been shooting before catching her from behind.  She attempted to struggle, but the beast soon brought it’s claws up to her neck, forcing her struggles to stop.

“Chosen of the false goddess…” one said, the other continuing, “… running so quickly into danger.”  Kadis looked to Rayne, “Let my sister go!  You can kill me! Make an example of me!” she yelled, Rayne struggling to speak herself as the creature kept her silent, “You were once a noble child of Elune, have mercy!” Kadis continued to beg.

“Mercy…” one said again, the other quickly picking it up, “… is for the weak” Kadis felt it reach around with it’s claws, and she was awaiting for her body to be ripped to shreds.  “Yet killing you…” one said, “… would serve little purpose.” the other continued.  Kadis watched as the other one reached over Rayne, slicing into her garments and forcing them to fall to the wayside with one precise cut.  “What… what are you doing?” Kadis said, feeling the clawed hand cut slowly into her armor, slicing it off as if it were made of cloth.  She felt a hot sensation as a wet tongue came forth and began to lick her ear.

“We have spent thousand of years…” one spoke, followed close by the other “… at the bottom of the lake.”  It pushed both of them down, Rayne catching her breath from being nearly suffocated, her body shivering in the cold.  “We carry many hungers…” they continued, “… great hungers…”

Rayne sighed, looking towards her sister as she felt the humanoid beast slide up over her, it’s massive cock rubbing on her exposed pussy, “Why is it anytime I listen to you, I find myself getting fucked on my knees?”  Kadis shrugged, her hips feeling the other humanoid beast wrap his arms around her, “Well at least this time it’s a demi-god, so we are moving up I guess…”

Rayne felt the cock slide into her, a gasp crossing her face as she bite her lip, “I swear to the Goddess though, if I give birth to a litter of magic puppies I am so going to kill you.”

New vote will start tomorrow.

Reunion At The Waterfall – P3

Today ended up being just as bad as the other two days, so I sadly didn’t have the time I was hoping again.  At the least, I finally got the short story done!  Hope you guys enjoyed my little indulgence with my two main characters.

The Weekly Random is going to have to happen tomorrow, but on the bright side because of the delay I will be able to go into much more detail about the voted idea.  It’s going to be interesting if I can actually make it work.

After that, it will be time for another vote, and hopefully I will be able to get back to Hellfire.  I had planned some animations for it, but those animations with my total lack of time (plus the fact the models can be horrible to animate in certain poses) was what caused much of my frustrations.  Right now I plan one rather easy animation and the rest will have to be still, otherwise I worry I will never get to it.

Thanks for all the patience. Lok’tar Ogar!

She was so much stronger then I remembered, pushing her hips hard into me.  I could feel the water splashing around our ankles as I looked down at her firm ass, the cheeks bouncing lightly as they collided with my hips.  She felt so tight, her pussy pulling me in.  “You were right, it has been too long…” I whispered as she wrapped one leg around my ankle, making sure to get even more momentum into our thrusts.
She looked back to me and smiled, her cheeks growing more flushed with desire.  “How about less talking, more fucking?” she yelled back, biting her lip as her tail slapped into my chest.

I obliged her request, pushing her down onto the mossy rock to get more pressure into her.  She arched her back, digging her nails into the stone and screamed out again as I fucked her.  I pushed down into her, adjusting our position, allowing me to slam my cock balls deep into her wet heat.  “Fuck!” she screamed out, echoing through the hills, before she caught herself, holding her hand over her mouth.

RATW #10

We fucked like animals for what felt like an eternity, the pleasure building up in both of us as I felt her quiver and shake.  Her panting growing more rapid, but I knew I would have to change up if I was going to bring it home.  I grabbed her leg, lifting it up and flipping her over on to the rock.  I was expecting her to be surprised by the move, but she simply moved her hand up,motioning for me to come closer, her legs fully spread and dripping with her juice.

I crawled over her, lowering myself down to push into her soft chest.  She moaned with desire as I kissed her neck, moving up and gently licking her ear, “Oh you remembered…” she whispered, her hips gyrating, trying once again to welcome my cock deep into her. I didn’t actually remember what she liked, but I figured I was doing it anyways, so might as well go along with it.

RATW #11

I lowered my hips, pushing slowly this time, “Oh… oh…” she said as I once again penetrated her hot, wet heat.  She wrapped her legs around me tight, using her strong thighs to help me get down the rhythm of the movements she wanted most.  We kissed passionately, her glowing eyes penetrating my mind. I lifted my body back up again as her legs spread further, “Break me…” she whispered, my hips on fire as slammed into her.

RATW #12

Another eternity seemed to pass before I felt my cock begin to grow sensitive.  “It’s… oh… it’s coming soon” I whispered.  She pushed into me hard a few more times before I felt her body lift up into mine.  “In that case…” she said as she pulled her legs up, shifting me over onto my back, “I deserve some time in control, considering you are supposed to be my prisoner…” she said playfully.  She pushed her hips down hard, my hips arching on the wet stone.  She was so tight I felt my head spinning, the sex coming to an apex.

RATW #13

I reached up, grabbing her hips and breasts as she began to gyrate her hips. “Yes! Yes! Yes!” she screamed, her pussy as wet as the river around us.  I bit my own lip for a second as I felt my cock throbbing, but I was not going to give up. We kept up the motions, each thrust and gyration pushing her body to it’s limits.  “Light! Fuck!” she screamed, her body nearly radiating in the setting sun, as I felt her hips quiver from the orgasm.

RATW #14

I couldn’t hold it any longer, my own coming swiftly after.  She fell into me, her head looking back as my juiced spilled from her.

RATW #15

I felt so much satisfaction wash over me as she collapsed into my chest, removing herself from my still wet cock.  “That was amazing.” she said to me, her arms wrapped tight around me.  I reached my own hand around, caressing her back as we lay on the rock, the sun continuing to set in the distance.  “So what’s next?” I asked, preparing to continue our talk as she put a finger up to my lip.  “We talked enough earlier, and now have enjoyed a very romantic reunion.  So now, we should sleep.”

RATW #16

She looked deep into my eyes once again, her glowing white orbs giving me a strange sense of comfort.  I nodded to her as I lay back, her head on my shoulder.  As the stars began to fill the sky, my eyes closed.

As I slept a dream came upon me.  Back in Dalaran, Lakuu was enjoying the perks of her victory, fine ale and garments of power covered her form.  Drunk and horny she stumbled through the streets, looking for her way to our neutral room at the inn, the one which we spent many a cold night.  As she swung the door open she looked upon the bed, a single Frost Lotus sitting where my sleeping form would usually lay.  She always loved lotus flowers, and I figured it would be a fair final gesture of the time we shared.

The dream shifted, days later the Frost Lotus still sitting on her dresser withering in the sun.  She awoke, her eyes red with dried tears.  Did she actually care for me?  She pulled on her clothes, looking focused, a light smile crossing her face.  She walked over, taking the flower and looking at it a final time, before walking to the balcony and tossing the dying peddles to the wind.  She turned, her white eyes seeming to notice me.

I awoke in a cold sweat, my mind wondering if a green dragon was just playing some prank from beyond the Emerald Dream.  As my eyes came into focus I could tell something was missing, looking to my side to find Lakuu nowhere to be found.  “Lakuu?  Lakuu!?” I yelled, rubbing my eyes and a bit worried, which was rare for me.

I felt something slide down my chest, it seeming to have an illumination of it’s own.  I grabbed it with my now free hand, bringing it up close and enjoying it’s warm radiance. “Well played…” was all I could say…

RATW #17

She had left me a Golden Lotus.

Reunion At The Waterfall – P2

The second part of my erotic story.  Lakuu and Grok have a bit of time to reflect on the past, before lust gets the better of both of them.  Good for them no Alliance or Horde bases are nearby, I would think wrestling around naked with the enemy could be considered treason.

The next part will release on Saturday.

Lok’tar Ogar!

As we embraced my thoughts drifted to earlier, “So about nearly taking my head off…” I asked, moving my hand up her back, gently feeling her soft skin.  She pushed herself in even closer, her breath causing goose bumps on my skin.  She moved up towards my ear, her lips touching it gently, “I didn’t at first, I was lost in the moment.” she confided, nibbling gently on my ear lobe.  “And pushing me over a cliff?” I continued, her nibble turning to a hard bite as if to punish me for continuing my questions.  She pulled away, looking me in the eye again, her smile falling for a moment as she ran her fingers down my face, “Because you never said goodbye.”

I felt my mind once again spin with regret, but she pushed herself up, kissing me tenderly on my lips before any words could come to me, “It’s okay, you and I both knew love was never an option.  Don’t wreck this reunion with false regrets.” she said as she moved her hands up through my damp hair.  I squeezed her tight into me, realizing my questions were doing neither of us favors.  “Let me guess, you were high on victory, drunk as a dwarf, and needed someone to entertain you?” I said playfully, attempting to get the mood back on track.

She looked at me with a raised brow, “Oh I had plenty of entertainment.  When the party ended I could barely walk for days.”  She reached her arms around my neck, bringing me close once again to her tender lips, looking for a hint of jealousy.  I smiled back to her, playing hard to get, “That’s not very pious for a paladin.”

“Being a paladin is all about passion, we leave the pious ism for the priests.” she shot back, her charms getting the better of me.  She moved in again close to my ear, nibbling gently as I heard her whisper, “Now are you going to take advantage of those passions? Or do I need to find another old friend to throw over a cliff?”

I felt her reach down and wrap her hand around my cock, it was now fully erect and throbbing.  I slid my hand over her ass squeezing her cheeks a bit, before reaching my fingers around to caress her nether lips.  She squirmed her hips as she exhaled, biting her lip and moving her tail in unison with my caress.  Without further word I reached down, grabbing her ass pulling her up off her feet, her breasts now dangling in my face.  Her body was firm, much stronger than I remembered, yet still as light as a feather.  I took one of her tits into my mouth, using my tongue to caress her nipple.  Her legs, hips and tail squirming with each movement “Oh Light… It’s been too long.” she whispered, my once bruised ego now growing with each pleasurable sound.

I felt her legs inch up around my sides, trying to wrap around me.  A playful idea popped into my head,  as she released her hold I threw her into the hair.  Her eyes opened in shock for a moment as she came down, her legs now resting on my shoulders, my arm catching her body and holding her up.  She looked to me, balancing herself on my arm, “Oh… this is a new one!” she said, wiggling her hips in my face.  I spared no time finding my mark, spreading her nether lips with my tongue and becoming familiar once again with her taste.  She moaned in pleasure, already wet and ready to go.

RATW #5

“Oh Light!” she screamed out, even the sounds of the falls behind us not doing much to drown out the sound.  She moved her hand up to her lips as if embarrassed by her outburst.  I laughed , my deep voice vibrating through my tongue into her.  She shook a little at the feeling, her breathing becoming even more heavy and labored.  “Is it as sweet as you remember?” she cooed.  I nodded as I continued, but she quickly pulled herself up, throwing me off balance and pulling her hips away from my face.  She seductively slid down my body, sliding through my hands as she went down to her knees, “Now let’s see if you taste the same as I remember…”

RATW #6

She wrapped her hand hard around my cock, lifting it up and touching the base of the shaft with her tongue, the sensation like silk.  As she moved up she gently pulled my cock down and wrapped her lips around the head, sucking gently. She moved her tongue around it in slow, deliberate motions.  Looking up at me, gauging my expression as my eyes hung heavy.  She pushed it in further, making sure to take little by little more with each motion.  I moaned as I felt my hips take control from me, wanting to push into her mouth even further.  She cooed her approval, the vibrations shooting through my cock and up my spine.

RATW #7

“You… you seem way better at this then I remember.” I remarked, not entirely sure why.  She looked up again, lightly biting down on the head of my cock as if to once again punish me, yet all it did was drive my blood into even more of a frenzy.

RATW #8

I reached down and pulled at her hair, she was taken by surprised as her smooth mouth left my cock.  I lifted her up and turned her around, grabbing her ass with both my hands and pushing my cock between her cheeks.  “Couldn’t wait any longer, huh?” she taunted, her eyes narrow with lust, “What are you waiting for?  Reclaim me…”

I pulled my cock from her cheeks and pushed it down between her legs, feeling for the warm heat of her nether lips.  She moaned as I rubbed it up against her, making sure not to rush, “Stop teasing me!” she snapped, reaching back and pulling at my shoulder.  I slid my arms around her body, my wide palm taking in her breasts.  She pulled harder, and slowly I pushed into her pussy.  I could see her bite her lip as it entered, satisfaction filling her eyes.  I pulled her hard into me, fully penetrating her tight, wet heat.

RATW #9

“Yes! Yes!  Fuck me… desecrate me! Oh Light yes!”

Weekly Random-A-Thon Image #13

Weekly Random #13

No story to go with the image tonight, mostly because I had little enough time to do the image and attempting to do a story with it will take me much later then I want to go.  Sorry about missing the poll again last week, but things became just a bit too hectic for me to think about it.

The image itself should be pretty self-explanatory, but a little run down is a Shado-Pan whose forces were captured by the Mogu is Krasarang Wilds.  While all the others were beaten and tortured into slaves, the leader, Mei Strongpaw, would not break, even after much pain inflicted to both mind and soul.  A Mogu Dominator turns instead to binding her flesh, and starts a unique ritual into the process.  Little does he realize he had clumsily left a weapon in Mei’s reach.

Will be back to making polls this week, and hopefully other updates.  Until then, I think I need some sleep.

Lok’Tar Ogar!

Weekly Random-A-Thon Image #9 : The Still Frame

Weekly Random #9 Standing Still

After a bit of consideration, and some annoyance over that whole “seizure” thing, I got to thinking.  Why can’t I make a still shot version of the image too?  Maybe even use it to experiment a bit?  Thus the image you see above.  Fixed a few of the things nagging me about the animation and decided to get a little more… climaxic?  Can I trademark that word?

Anyways… enjoy!

Lok’tar Ogar!

Weekly Random-A-Thon #9 Image

Weekly Random #9

It was a warm evening in Booty Bay, Vexka could barely hear anything over the chatter that filled the tavern.  She gazed across the table, looking intently at her mates clenched fists.  “Krognor! Calm down!  Enjoy a drink!” she yelled as she tossed one of the nearby mugs.  He caught it effortlessly, chugging it down before returning to his seeming state of unrest, “What is wrong with you tonight, love?” she continued with a much quieter tone, some concern taking her brow.

Krognor looked up, his eyes almost seemed to be burning, “It’s been weeks since we had a good fight!” he screamed as he threw the empty mug across the room, hitting a goblin waiter in the side of the head.  He fell with a thud, but almost no one in the tavern seemed to take notice.

Vexka laughed, but she felt the restlessness as well.  The lethargy had left them both docile and restless, and she couldn’t even remember the last time they had grown intimate.  She had planned to be with him tonight, but she did not know if it would help their built up aggression.

“Excuse me…” came a voice from behind her, and Krognor’s sudden rising from his seat was all she needed to know it was Alliance.  She turned slowly to see two night elves looking down at her, arms crossed and a scowl of disapproval.  She quickly climbed out of her seat to get on more even footing, “What?” she said bluntly.

The female stepped forward, “You gave that goblin a concussion. You should apologize.” she said, a sly smirk crossing her face as she looked past Vexka to her mate, his fists turning dark from how tight he was holding them.  “Orcs don’t apologize.” Vexka answered sternly, getting in close to the elven woman’s face.

“My wife and I insist.” said the elven man, reaching his arm up and grabbing Vexka on the shoulder with a strong grip, pushing her threateningly.  Vexka felt her blood heat up and  she smiled, soon turning to her mate, “I think I know just what you need, love.”

Krognor nodded before letting out a roar and jumping over the table.  He collided with the elven man as the two started furiously exchanging blows.  Vexka threw out her own punch at the elven woman, but was quickly blocked, “Very well then…” the woman said as she threw a wild uppercut, nailing Vexka in the jaw.  Vexka felt excitement fill her blood as she recovered and jumped forward, tackling the elven woman to the ground.

“Hey! Hey! Break it up!” came a sniveling little voice from the corner, yet the four continued the brawl, knocking over tables and chairs.  By the time the bruisers showed up, it had looked as if a cyclone had engulfed the tavern, and all the other patrons were watching in amusement.  “That’s enough!” the head bruiser said as he called out to the others, launching a volly of nets that engulfed the four of them.”

“It’s the prisons for you!” the bruiser yelled.  “huh, the prisons were destroyed with the Cataclysm, don’t you remember?” came the voice of another.  “Oh… right… well lock them in the lost and found storage room for the night, that will teach them a lesson”.

It took awhile for the bruisers to drag the two couples to the nearly empty storage room and throw them inside.  Vexka stood and dusted herself off as the door slammed closed behind them.  She looked around for signs of anyone else before turning to the elven woman, leaning casually on the nearby wall.

“That punch was a lucky shot, Alandra.” Vexka boasted, walking up to the elf and embracing her warmly.  The two held each other tight for a time, before letting go.

“You wish…” Alandra answered with a grin, “You know next time we decide to meet, we should just get a room together.  These conflicts are starting to make it difficult to travel anywhere neutral.”

Vexka laughed under her breath before turning stern, “You know that can’t happen, if anyone would find out…” she said with concern, before Alandra cut her off with a wave of her hand, “I know.  I know.”

“Well at least neither of you almost had your body crushed under Krognor’s fat gut.” came the voice of the elven man, continuing with a chuckle, “Oh wait…”

“Always the comedian, Joril.” Alandra sighed, before blowing him a kiss.  Vexka let out a hearty laugh as the mood turned light, “Well I think he is funny…”  Krognor remained silent through most of the conversation, cracking his knuckles, before walking up and punching Joril in the shoulder, his silent way of saying thanks.

The two women nodded to each other as they walked up to the two men, unbuckling their armor as they went, Vexka looked to Joril, his slender body hiding a powerful physique.  She looked to her mate, his eyes starring intently at Alandra’s own slender curves.

“Alandra, I think a trade is in order…” she said seductively, the elven woman bitting her lip as she answered, “Agreed.  We can always trade back, we got the whole night after all…”

This was a bit different then the animations I did before, as I actually attempted to do full 3D mixed with some drawn in elements rather then just fully cut and pasted items.  There are some areas I wish were better but overall I think the movement makes up for a lot of the problems.  I am going to try this again in the future and see how well I can get it to work.

Hope you all enjoy!

Lok’tar Ogar!

P.S  This animation was banned from Rule 34 for being “seizure-inducing” so hope I didn’t cause anyone to convulse.

Weekly Random-A-Thon Image #8

Weekly Random #8

Kyrina felt her head spin as her eyes came into focus, the cold ache of the stone cutting into her back.  She pulled on her arms, and felt rope around her wrists. It was growing tighter with each struggle.  “What… where..?” she said nervously.

A voice came to her side, the ghostly echo all too familiar, “They must have hit you pretty hard if you forgot already.”  Kyrina turned her head swiftly to meet the burning gaze of her forsaken companion, Diana, her light green body exposed for all to see.  Kyrina looked down to see her own robes were missing, she gasped as a look of shock crossed her face. She began to struggle with greater fervor, “Oh no no no!” she yelled.

Her memory came back all too quickly, the Vrykul fortress, the cursed treasure, she though it would be simple for the two of them to go in and take it.  “That little Goblin lied to us!” she yelled again, still struggling, “He said this place was empty!”

Diana looked at her with a cold stare, “Stay calm, Kyrina, why are you acting so manic?” she said, leaning back gently on the stone wall.  Kyrinas eyes narrowed at her companion, “Oh you don’t have to worry, but we all know what will happen here!”

Diana raised her brow, strangely calm for the development they found themselves in, “And what would that be?”

Kyrina stopped struggling, her wrists growing sore, “I am a blood elf…” she answered, her eyes flaring with pride. “You just know what they will do to me.  They will ravage my body over and over for days!” she almost yelled.

Diana laughed, her voice unsettling to Kyrinas elven ears, “You don’t know the Vrykul all that well, do you?”

Suddenly a sound came from a distance as a massive door opened.  In strolled a Vrykul warrior, his eyes fixated on the two women chained to the wall.  He began to unbuckle the straps to his armor, removing it as he approached them.  Kyrina felt her body ache, “I told you! I… I am sorry you have to watch Diana!”

As the Vyrkul got close he stared at Kyrina, looking at her body carefully, “Be gentle!” she yelled, her eyes closing as she bit her lip and awaited her fate.

She waited, and waited, but all she heard was a grunt as the feeling of the Vrykuls presence left her side.  She opened her eyes just in time to see the giant had already unwrapped Daina’s ropes from where they were attached to the wall.  “By the sun! What…?” she said, her brow going up in both shock and confusion.

Kyrina felt her blood boil as she watched the Vrykul roughly push her companion to the ground, “I am a blood elf!  I am the one that’s supposed to be fucked here!  You get back here this instant!”

As the Vrykul pulled on Diana’s ropes and began to penetrate her, she looked up with a vile and satisfied grin, “Everyone knows, Vrykul don’t care for other races…” she licked her lips, “But they love to fuck with death.”

I know this one may not be the cup of tea of everyone, so just don’t view it if the thumbnail makes you squeamish.  However, I wanted to stretch myself a bit and attempt one of the races I have not done in a while.  Forsaken seemed like the perfect one to fit with the Vrykul.

Another update will be done this week of the second poll image, plus the new poll itself.  Hope everyone had a great weekend.

Lok’tar Ogar!

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