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It's about prime time for me to introduce another unique character of mine, meet Marsala my Dracthyr.

Not meaning to be, Marsala is very clumsy when it comes to her magical abilities. She just happens to be a natural-born klutz. The other Dracthyr tolerate her because she is kin, but frequently try to intentionally avoid her. This has typically made Marsala rather lonely. Her only genuine friend, a small blue and purple lizard named, "Queenie."

On the day some of the Dracthyr voluntarily joined the Alliance, upon entering the glorious city of Stormwind, the discussion of taking on a visage form was talked about. This insulted Marsala, why should the Dracthyr have to intentionally hide who they really are? Instead of mingling and meeting with the local citizens, Marsala secluded herself. If her own kind dodged her, she would figure it was only a matter of time before these new beings did in addition.

Obviously, someone or rather something took notice of the sad and mopey Dracthyr. Why it was a large white drooling worm thing, a creature Marsala had never gazed upon. Its tongue wagged as the creature began to lick Marsala's face. The word or rather name, "Mudwiggle!" was shouted from nearby, the worm perked its head up and slithered in the direction of its master. That is when Marsala saw her, a beastly looking woman, a Worgen.

Right away the Worgen apologized for the behavior of her Jormungar pet and introduced herself as, "Pheonixxfoxx." Marsala with urgency told the Worgen not to waste her time, that she was a dolt, her spells often backfiring and causing chaos. How her own kind only "tolerated" her and that is why she figured it best to sit alone, at this point the Dracthyr burst into tears. While continuing to cry in the palms of her scaly hands, Marsala admitted her loneliness, her only friend being a small lizard. How she wished to return to the slumber that the Dracthyr had been awoken from.

Pheonixxfoxx herself knew what loneliness felt like, even though she chose to be alone outside the company of her Jormungars and husband, Sneaky Pete. Phe equally recognized what it was like to be viewed as "different" by the wicked world. Phe sat down beside the weeping Dracthyr and tried her best to comfort the Dragonkin. How Marsala's unique use of magic is part of who she is and that there is nothing wrong with being different. Pheonixxfoxx voluntarily began telling the harrowing tale of what Gilneas had been through, how the Worgen were still seen as dreadful monsters and vicious beasts by some. This was the first time Marsala felt less alone.

In due course, the duo came to be best friends. Upon journeying back to the Dragon Isles, Marsala explained to her new friend that she genuinely needed to do something on her own, but would return when ready. Marsala returned to her secret spot, a ruined temple long forgotten. This once glorious temple was filled with cracked and non-shattered mirrors. A secure place she would sit, to be surrounded by her own reflections time and again to feel less alone. Willingly returning this time, wasn't to feel less lonely. Alternatively, this was to practice taking on a visage form. Something she originally saw as an insult, but now had a more proper understanding of. Taking on a visage wasn't about hiding who you are, but showing respect and getting to know those a person truly holds dear.

There you have it, a short, little tale about Marsala. Some fun facts about her:
Marsala's visage form sometimes retains a smaller version of her Dracthyr tail, this upsets her.
Marsala's Worgen coat is much shorter than Phe's.
Marsala is actually more powerful magic-wise than most of her kin.
Marsala is stubborn and ornery.
Marsala is named after the first captive breed lizard pet I ever owned, a very ornery female Brown Basilisk. My heart broke the day she died.
"Queenie's" name is a take on my nickname back in high school, that of the Lizard Queen.

As for this specific piece, OMG!! This render took way longer then it should typically have. Not only were there technical difficulties, but I struggled fiercely with how the pose should look. Apparently, Eevee can't bounce reflections, no this WAS NOT made with Cycles believe it or not. I've only ever worked in Eevee, and my current PC can't really handle Cycles too well. Much enjoyment was had making cracks in the mirror glass, took a few attempts to obtain the look I was after.

Description

It's about prime time for me to introduce another unique character of mine, meet Marsala my Dracthyr.

Not meaning to be, Marsala is very clumsy when it comes to her magical abilities. She just happens to be a natural-born klutz. The other Dracthyr tolerate her because she is kin, but frequently try to intentionally avoid her. This has typically made Marsala rather lonely. Her only genuine friend, a small blue and purple lizard named, "Queenie."

On the day some of the Dracthyr voluntarily joined the Alliance, upon entering the glorious city of Stormwind, the discussion of taking on a visage form was talked about. This insulted Marsala, why should the Dracthyr have to intentionally hide who they really are? Instead of mingling and meeting with the local citizens, Marsala secluded herself. If her own kind dodged her, she would figure it was only a matter of time before these new beings did in addition.

Obviously, someone or rather something took notice of the sad and mopey Dracthyr. Why it was a large white drooling worm thing, a creature Marsala had never gazed upon. Its tongue wagged as the creature began to lick Marsala's face. The word or rather name, "Mudwiggle!" was shouted from nearby, the worm perked its head up and slithered in the direction of its master. That is when Marsala saw her, a beastly looking woman, a Worgen.

Right away the Worgen apologized for the behavior of her Jormungar pet and introduced herself as, "Pheonixxfoxx." Marsala with urgency told the Worgen not to waste her time, that she was a dolt, her spells often backfiring and causing chaos. How her own kind only "tolerated" her and that is why she figured it best to sit alone, at this point the Dracthyr burst into tears. While continuing to cry in the palms of her scaly hands, Marsala admitted her loneliness, her only friend being a small lizard. How she wished to return to the slumber that the Dracthyr had been awoken from.

Pheonixxfoxx herself knew what loneliness felt like, even though she chose to be alone outside the company of her Jormungars and husband, Sneaky Pete. Phe equally recognized what it was like to be viewed as "different" by the wicked world. Phe sat down beside the weeping Dracthyr and tried her best to comfort the Dragonkin. How Marsala's unique use of magic is part of who she is and that there is nothing wrong with being different. Pheonixxfoxx voluntarily began telling the harrowing tale of what Gilneas had been through, how the Worgen were still seen as dreadful monsters and vicious beasts by some. This was the first time Marsala felt less alone.

In due course, the duo came to be best friends. Upon journeying back to the Dragon Isles, Marsala explained to her new friend that she genuinely needed to do something on her own, but would return when ready. Marsala returned to her secret spot, a ruined temple long forgotten. This once glorious temple was filled with cracked and non-shattered mirrors. A secure place she would sit, to be surrounded by her own reflections time and again to feel less alone. Willingly returning this time, wasn't to feel less lonely. Alternatively, this was to practice taking on a visage form. Something she originally saw as an insult, but now had a more proper understanding of. Taking on a visage wasn't about hiding who you are, but showing respect and getting to know those a person truly holds dear.

There you have it, a short, little tale about Marsala. Some fun facts about her:
Marsala's visage form sometimes retains a smaller version of her Dracthyr tail, this upsets her.
Marsala's Worgen coat is much shorter than Phe's.
Marsala is actually more powerful magic-wise than most of her kin.
Marsala is stubborn and ornery.
Marsala is named after the first captive breed lizard pet I ever owned, a very ornery female Brown Basilisk. My heart broke the day she died.
"Queenie's" name is a take on my nickname back in high school, that of the Lizard Queen.

As for this specific piece, OMG!! This render took way longer then it should typically have. Not only were there technical difficulties, but I struggled fiercely with how the pose should look. Apparently, Eevee can't bounce reflections, no this WAS NOT made with Cycles believe it or not. I've only ever worked in Eevee, and my current PC can't really handle Cycles too well. Much enjoyment was had making cracks in the mirror glass, took a few attempts to obtain the look I was after.