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Deathwing, Onyxia and Nefarian.
Deathwing's human form.
Deathwing(Good drawing of Deathwing from the front).
Deathwing's size.
Lord Victor Nefarius - Nefarian's Human Form.
Nefarian's Dragon Form.
Abel, Champion of Alexstrasza.
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BANG! BANG! BANG!
Those constant banging sounds were all that could be heard as the Twilight's Hammer made sure to swing continuously to make sure the new Elementium Armor they'd created would stick to the massive Black Dragon as well as hold him together from where he threatened to split open. Deep thunderous roars boomed out almost in a rhythm with the swing of the Hammers, letting the sounds of his pain echo around for many miles around them. His tail would rise and slam into the Lava he lay in, the surface cracking in response. A move of his wings caused the waters to rise in places, tsunami's flooding inland and demolishing any cities or settlements in it's wake. When they let loose the rams to further push the larger bolts into his body to hold the Armor on, his massive skull slammed against the side of the chasm he was in and in return, an earthquake devastated another part of the World above. 2 glowing orbs opened as a gigantic clawed foot moved itself from the Lava to dry ground, further destroying more of the very ones currently having Armor fitted to him. Those maddened eyes burned with Rage and Hatred, seemingly burning as bright as the Sun itself. He would have his Vengeance and all of Azeroth would be at his mercy!
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Blackrock Mountain, home to the eldest son of Deathwing, Nefarian also known as Blackwing to those who served him. He was an impressive sized black Dragon, only rivaled by his slightly younger sister, The Aspects and their Consorts. His fiery gaze stared down to the base of the Mountain, pulling back his gums and watching in fascination as the Dark Horde he commanded toiled away with mining various materials he needed as well as to excavate Caverns all throughout Blackrock Mountain itself.
Nefarian did eventually shift back to his human form, turning to walk back into the large Lair he'd made for himself at the peak of Blackrock. At the feeling of Azeroth itself trembling however, he froze mid-step and looked back to where he knew his younger sister made her Lair at, narrowing his fiery eyes. He knew all too well what those tremors meant. Their father had indeed survived the fight with the other Aspects nearly 30 years ago. He let out a snort at this before turning to return into his Mountaintop Lair, making for his Throne room and sitting upon said Throne before leaning slightly to one side as he let himself fall into deep thought, going so far as to close his eyes. Deathwing was still alive...and as much as he hated knowing that, he knew this changed how he'd be able to act in the future.
Deathwing's human form.
Deathwing(Good drawing of Deathwing from the front).
Deathwing's size.
Lord Victor Nefarius - Nefarian's Human Form.
Nefarian's Dragon Form.
Abel, Champion of Alexstrasza.
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BANG! BANG! BANG!
Those constant banging sounds were all that could be heard as the Twilight's Hammer made sure to swing continuously to make sure the new Elementium Armor they'd created would stick to the massive Black Dragon as well as hold him together from where he threatened to split open. Deep thunderous roars boomed out almost in a rhythm with the swing of the Hammers, letting the sounds of his pain echo around for many miles around them. His tail would rise and slam into the Lava he lay in, the surface cracking in response. A move of his wings caused the waters to rise in places, tsunami's flooding inland and demolishing any cities or settlements in it's wake. When they let loose the rams to further push the larger bolts into his body to hold the Armor on, his massive skull slammed against the side of the chasm he was in and in return, an earthquake devastated another part of the World above. 2 glowing orbs opened as a gigantic clawed foot moved itself from the Lava to dry ground, further destroying more of the very ones currently having Armor fitted to him. Those maddened eyes burned with Rage and Hatred, seemingly burning as bright as the Sun itself. He would have his Vengeance and all of Azeroth would be at his mercy!
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Blackrock Mountain, home to the eldest son of Deathwing, Nefarian also known as Blackwing to those who served him. He was an impressive sized black Dragon, only rivaled by his slightly younger sister, The Aspects and their Consorts. His fiery gaze stared down to the base of the Mountain, pulling back his gums and watching in fascination as the Dark Horde he commanded toiled away with mining various materials he needed as well as to excavate Caverns all throughout Blackrock Mountain itself.
Nefarian did eventually shift back to his human form, turning to walk back into the large Lair he'd made for himself at the peak of Blackrock. At the feeling of Azeroth itself trembling however, he froze mid-step and looked back to where he knew his younger sister made her Lair at, narrowing his fiery eyes. He knew all too well what those tremors meant. Their father had indeed survived the fight with the other Aspects nearly 30 years ago. He let out a snort at this before turning to return into his Mountaintop Lair, making for his Throne room and sitting upon said Throne before leaning slightly to one side as he let himself fall into deep thought, going so far as to close his eyes. Deathwing was still alive...and as much as he hated knowing that, he knew this changed how he'd be able to act in the future.