The murloc tribe that Murgle belongs to is one of few that have resisted the naga's enslavement.

The hydra matriarchs of Nazjatar steal and destroy one another's eggs constantly, so you can never really know what will hatch out of one.

While these tiny mechanical guardians were created to protect domesticated elekks from pests, they also turned out to be really good at giving back massages.

Even very small things can be corrupted, the apocalypse is for everyone.

As a spawn of the most dangerous sha, this little monster has some big plans, but needs to wait a few thousand years first.

His tentacles give you the best hug your brain has ever felt.

The last thing that tried to look in its tiny pack was never seen again.

A small fragment of Lord Marrowgar, it will NOT stop assaulting your shins.

Created by a blood elf apprentice, this broom would be extremely useful if anyone could figure out how to make it stop.

Where did it come from, where does it go? Where did you come from, creepy tentacle?

It's just constantly barfing plague fluid. Where does it come from? Where does it go?

For being an inanimate object for many centuries, this statue sure moves around really well.