Artwork by  silvermane Yes, here's some WoW-themed art of two of my PC's; Zigzahal the warrior and Zagzanil the death knight. Tauren and WoW belong to Blizzard.

"Zagzanil? Is that you?" Zigzahal asked hopefully of the grim figure leaning against one of Thunder Bluff's many totems, standing cloaked in the shadow of the carved wooden pillar.

The other tauren tensed and turned away from the warrior. "I think you've mistaken me for someone else, calf," he replied dismissively. "You'd best keep walking."

Zigzahal stood his ground. "Zag, I know it's you. Then the rumors were true, you're really back," he said, taking step closer.

The taller bull turned on him, eyes flashing with the unnatural blue light that marked those who had returned from death's embrace against their will. "You call this 'back'?!" Zag roared. "It was a mistake to return here! The Zagzanil you knew is dead. I'm just a his shadow..." the death knight's voice trailed off bitterly.

"No, you're more than that," Zig refuted, stepping right up to his friend. "I don't care how you came back, I care that you're back. Zag..." the warrior searched for the right words. "You're like a brother to me and I'm not about to lose you for a second time!"

"Zigzahal," the death knight began, "I'm like a brother to you?"

"What else would I call you? We grew up together, you helped me get off my hooves with this adventurer career. You can leave if you want to, but I'll just follow you."

"I was a fool to even think of leaving," Zag whispered as he embraced his old friend. "Thank you."

"Welcome back, bother," Zig said as tears began flowing down his muzzle.