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I think I’ll write a short story sometime soon, just a random mission Quinn had been on more or less to solidify the personality I see Quinn having.
I see her having a similar way of dealing with things as Al Pacino does in Heat. Raising her voice to scare others into listening, slamming her hands on tables, always getting in the last word before walking out of a building.
I see her presence as being something that’s always looming over people’s heads, you know? Like: “Don’t talk too loud, we don’t know if she’s listening” type of thing. Valor is her second set of eyes and ears, he flies out and spies on who they’re after and relays information to her, giving her the upper hand to act without their knowledge. She quite literally drops from rafters with a sly smile on her face, palms upwards and shoulders shrugged with Valor staring at them from above, talons curled and digging into the wooden beams. She knows she’s always in absolute control.
Quinn is extremely intense and unforgiving. Enemies call her methods unsound, a few times they have been questioned by the higher ups in Demacia’s courts, but her effectiveness in acquiring information otherwise unobtainable has muffled out all doubts.
While scouting on her own with Valor, she’s extremely intimidating and doesn’t take anyone’s excuses. She has a job to do, and she’s known for getting things done quickly and efficiently. With that in mind however, sometimes her methods are a little unorthodox: holding someone with an arrow at their throat while someone fetches what she needs or assaulting someone (slicing off their finger, the tip of their ear/nose) in order to get whatever information or goods she’s waiting for. Despite that however, her tactics are still extremely calculated and clean cut, never resulting in loss of power.
When with others however -- a rarity, since the court has found that Quinn and Valor are more effective on their own -- she is not so unhinged, rarely resorting to such intense violence. Instead, her skills with words is her weapon, manipulating the enemy into surrendering information through baiting them with suggestive questions or statements.
When you go into the woods, wrestle your demons, and come back from the dead The bird might not be a phoenix, but he’ll rise from the ashes with you
I had plans to draw BotW stuff today, but then Riot hit me in the face with the Demacia update and I couldn’t get this image of Quinn out of my head, so here’s Sir Bird Nerd of Demacia inspired by a scene from her updated lore.
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Colour/paint test of an old draft.. but I’m ending it here. Nesskain was an inspiration for the style..
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Nose scrunching at the rather rude way of clarifying the question, Quinn decided to leave it; there were more pressing matters at hand. Shifting against the rocks she was concealed behind, Quinn stared at the woman for only a moment longer, trading that sight to instead cast her eyes over the treeline. Indeed they were monsters: hunched shoulders with jagged bonelike protrusions sticking out along their curved spines, gross claws with grime and muck stuck under uncut nails and wild fangs, stained yellow and black which jutted from all angles of their under bite jaws. They seemed to communicate to each other through various whirs and clicks, narrow, beady black eyes seemed to have limited sight, at least anything farther than the immediate scope of their vision, but that was all Quinn was able to gather from their less than ideal position.
Disgusting creatures, really.
“Well,’ Quinn said with a breath, low and hushed. Gloved hands raising to adjust the shimmering gold helmet attached to her head. “What do you suggest we do then? We have no idea how they fight, we can’t very well rush in there and try to decimate them all.” Chewing on her bottom lip now, she was growing impatient; Where was that damn bird? He was supposed to be back from reconning the area by now--
“We can’t wait here all day, madam. We have to do something, but that something--” I have no idea.
Demacian Knight by Joon Ahn
ᴠɪʟʟᴀɪɴᴏᴜs ᴀᴛᴛʀɪʙᴜᴛᴇs
aggressive | callous | cannibal | careless | cold | compulsive | cowardly | domineering | envious | greedy | hypocritical | impatient | impolite | kidnapper | lazy | liar | lustful | materialistic | murderer | obsessive | over-critical | over-emotional | patronising | sadistic | sarcastic | self-indulgent | serial killer | single-minded | spiteful | torturer | touchy | traitorous | unclean |unpredictable | untidy | vain | vengeful | vindictive | zealous |
Stole it from: @hxretic
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♠ Quinn ♠
♂ ❤
———– ᴏᴘɪɴɪᴏɴs
♂ : sᴇxᴜᴀʟɪᴛʏ
Quinn finds men to be lacking in every sense of the word. They’re rough around the edges, they aren’t elegant and pretty and soft like a girl; she doesn’t like them. She finds them to be annoying, she thinks they’re stupid since they don’t think with proper logic and rather with their egos.
❤: ᴏᴘɪɴɪᴏɴ ᴏɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇ
Love is something Quinn hasn’t dabbled in, across from the obvious love she has for her Valor, her mother and father, and Caleb. Romantic love isn’t something she’s really experienced, save for the few childhood crushes that hardly count. She isn’t even sure that she can come to love someone in a romantic way.
part one of two commissions for a very wonderful, very generous cool cat! we discussed the concept of horses that lived within and around volcanic areas!
So show me where my armor ends, Show me where my skin begins.
Sleeping At Last, Pluto- Edge of Darkness (via theunrequitedlover)
so thinking about noxian quinn. she’d be melee, like her old design. OH AND VALOR WOULD FUNCTION LIKE HE DID ORIGINALLY. A FUCKIN KILLING MACHINE, NOT A TAXI.
✟♛☽
———– ᴏᴘɪɴɪᴏɴs
✟ : ʀᴇʟɪɢɪᴏᴜs ʙᴇʟɪᴇғs
Quinn is agnostic; she doesn’t want to shut out the option of their being something bigger. Especially after the death of Caleb, Quinn has always put forward hope that she would get to see her brother again, though that thought isn’t necessarily tied towards any specific religion.
♛ : ᴏᴘɪɴɪᴏɴ ᴏɴ ᴏᴜᴛᴇʀ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛʏ
She has never been one to care about her own external beauty; she gets dressed in the morning, makes sure she looks tidy, but never puts forth effort to look exceptionally out of this world. That doesn’t mean however, that she doesn’t like looking at others who are aesthetically pleasing. In fact, she’s slightly envious of people who have no worries and can just: “Play dress up,” she would say out of spite, arms crossed over her chest and thick eyebrows knit cross. “Not a worry in the world except if they’ve run out of foundation or hairspray.”
☽ : ғᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴏғ ᴅᴀʏ
Quinn loves the time right before the sun rises and right before the sun sets. When the shift of which animals and insects and little creatures are out and about, when people are few and far between, when nature is what’s bustling and alive.
hey everyone --- !! i’m a brand new blog for Quinn and Valor from League of Legends. if you could please like or reblog this post so i know who would be interested in interacting. thank you!
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