This is an art dedicated to Blizzard's biggest official authorized fansite in China - Cain's Corner [link]
This is a fanart featuring 2 main characters in Diablo 3: Deckard Cain and his niece, Leah.
They had journeyed together to search for truth. It's said that the prophecy of the end of the world speaks the only way to avert the end of all things. They came across an ancient library that buried under a ruin - once a glorious city but destroyed by the evils. Although Leah wasn't fond of the so-called "necessary action" to save the world. She just couldn't leave her uncle behind since he's only family she had. So instead, she helped him on his quest, searching scrolls after scrolls, books after books.
The winds of fate has risen. Ji Firepaw believes the only justice is to act. And the only moment to act, is NOW. He is always ready to take any incoming challenge!
This is the art I submitted to the the first official collections of Warcraft fanart gallery, The Other Side of the Mists. bmall.163.com/script/buyer/pro… Too bad it's only published in China by Blizzard due to licensing issue. I hope you enjoy this piece, as Ji Firepaw has always been my favorite character every since my adventure in the Wandering Isle.
An artwork specially made for my good friend Qiangrass. She plays as a blood elf and dedicates her strength to introduce the amazingly game features of World of Warcraft as a renowned writer.
Last night flowers fell over the pool in her dream. Blossoming pedals danced with the wind as the mists dispersed with the four winds. She had wandered in the heavenly world of Pandaria, stunning by all its breathtaking scenes. If she could live here forever...
So, what if the assassin's tale happened in the ancient empire of China, where only power and conspiracy ruled? He was cornered by the enemies. But there's no fear within his heart as he danced with his blades, spitting the enemies' blood.
This is my latest work. A task from Blizzard China's distributor NetEase. I tried to use some of the traditional Chinese art style which is known as ink wash panting when sketched and colored it:
Chen Stormstout, the legendary pandaren brewmaster who just returned to his ancestors' homeland of Valley of the Four Winds in Pandaria, was enjoying his leisure afternoon at the brook bank. There's no bliss better than having a cup of fresh and cool beverage while crossing feet on the stone which served as cushion.
But then, the breeze shifted and the delicate fragrance of bamboo leaves was replaced by the odor of ancient wood. As Chen glimpsed the incoming visitor, he immediately realized who the man clad in monk robe with a string of spirit beads on his neck was.
Chen understood the traditions. The people of Pandaria were indomitable, competitive, and peaceful. This was an honorable duel. A fight to know each other's force and technique in martial art. It's how pandarens learned their progress and lessons.
Needless for another word. He rose up and cupped his hands with a courteous bow. The monk returned with the same manner as both of their faces smiled at each other. Then, swift as an hawk, Chen took a leap and crashed down with his staff as the monk parried the blow unhurriedly with his crescent shovel.
This is an art dedicates to Warcraft, one of my favorite games:
She came at his call. Her elegant body gleamed under the sun's gaze. She moved with grace, as the beauty and wisdom incarnate. They would ride. Ride the cloud, against the wind, and bring peace to the sky of the mystic Pandaria.
He had stayed up whole night, meditating, recalling the memory he did not, and would never forget. And as he finally felt a tinge or chilliness, the day had turned from dark to grey. The snow fell from the gloomy sky. And he couldn't help but raise his head.
The snow is no where near to be as cold as the the cold heart of his once enchanted yet lost love.