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@gaennakyrivi
𝒦𝒶𝓇𝓂𝒶, 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝐸𝓃𝓁𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉𝑒𝓃𝑒𝒹 𝒪𝓃𝑒
An art, ask & rp blog for Darha/Karma the Enlightened One from League of Legends universe, est. 18th of December, 2020.
Rules, headcanons, AUs!
Mun is experienced roleplayer, known in some circles as a friendly human being. So, if you are interested in roleplaying with a one woman army, don’t hold back!
A little late, but here are two happy mycena rosea for Funguary!
@gaennakyrivi
The weather was pleasant today. Lee Sin was delighted over this as they calmly stood, enjoying the wind gently tugging on his robes. The waters stirring ever so slightly before easing once more. The sun was out but not too hot; it was a rare kind of weather for the season, but one that was most welcome. Today, Lee had a meeting with her younger sister. A bond not of blood but understanding, mutual respect. A bond not easily broken. And as such, the Elder was in a good mood; he simply knew that it would be a pleasant outing. He had spread out a blanket for them both to sit upon. A small basket lay in wait, holding a few simple treats to enjoy alongside their tea: cut fruits and plain onigiri. Nothing special, but then this was already considered an indulgence from the Elder, who rarely broke the proper cycle of eating. Taking off his sandals rather than a lotus pose, Lee Sin opted to rest her feet in the water, making full use of this lovely day. Carefully pulling up the hems of his robes so that they would not catch water. A satisfied exhale escaped as they lean backward, ever so slightly, head raised to the sky, to enjoy the lovely weather once more. A pleasant silence grew over the Elder, who radiated calmth. The wind tussling, stray locks of hair, rustling the leaves, dancing upon the water. Till a familiar presence approached, an aura embedded within her soul. “Mèimei, you have arrived. Come, sit. The water is warm; the stream gentle.” Lee proclaimed happily, head tilted ever so slightly to acknowledge Darha. “And the company pleasant.”
It was unsurprisingly rare to meet a person that accepted her the way she was. Duties made her bend backward and without proper nourishment in a form of relaxation, good company and understanding, her spine could snap. Darha respected the people that trusted her enough to honour her with such responsibilities, she was also thankful of the spirit of Karma for choosing her, albeit by becoming the host, she was also ripped of something so inherently human in exchange of such power. While so many dreamed of being her, Darha found herself not only wishing to being peace to the nation, but also within herself.
Karma was accommodating in that prospect; with the heavy duty came an understanding and mutual exchange, but there were some things even beyond the spirit’s reach.
Darha’s lips were pursed into a pout when Lee began reciting his day, and soon she was lured into his daily quests and achievements. She nipped out the slice of apple and she turned the fruit from one side to another before taking a bite.
Juicy, refreshing. Just what she needed.
As the Dragon spoke, she turned herself around and lay on her stomach instead. The heat of the sun warmed her back. Whilst the quarters in the Placidium offered her the opportunity to bask in the sunlight, nothing quite compared to the proper exposal. “Mm… will you and your students prepare something for the festivities?” Darha tilted her head slightly and she occupied her fingers by peeling the skin off the slice. What she got was immediately consumed. Finally, there was nothing left of the slice and Darha rested her head into the elbow of her arm.
“It was… productive. And exhausting.” she began. ‘Productive’ was an adjective used for the lack of better words. Every day was productive. They worked to achieve satisfaction, good health, reasoning and sometimes they received immediate results. Other things were still a hefty work in progress, means demanding patience and understanding. “We have made the decision today that, with the approaching festivities, I will be making a few appearances in the near-by villages and towns. The preparations have already begun, and altogether it should take me two weeks before I am back here.”
There was a pause. Was it truly necessary to discuss paperwork and all the troubles that ailed the people that approached the elders? No, not now.
“Wish I would have brought a pillow with me today.” Darha reached out to pluck another slice from the basket and she studied it briefly under the sunlight before devouring the fruit. She’d not been aware of her own hunger prior to coming there. Then, a quiet chuckle escaped her and the avatar shook her head: “But then I believe I would not leave this place for weeks to come.”
@gaennakyrivi
The weather was pleasant today. Lee Sin was delighted over this as they calmly stood, enjoying the wind gently tugging on his robes. The waters stirring ever so slightly before easing once more. The sun was out but not too hot; it was a rare kind of weather for the season, but one that was most welcome. Today, Lee had a meeting with her younger sister. A bond not of blood but understanding, mutual respect. A bond not easily broken. And as such, the Elder was in a good mood; he simply knew that it would be a pleasant outing. He had spread out a blanket for them both to sit upon. A small basket lay in wait, holding a few simple treats to enjoy alongside their tea: cut fruits and plain onigiri. Nothing special, but then this was already considered an indulgence from the Elder, who rarely broke the proper cycle of eating. Taking off his sandals rather than a lotus pose, Lee Sin opted to rest her feet in the water, making full use of this lovely day. Carefully pulling up the hems of his robes so that they would not catch water. A satisfied exhale escaped as they lean backward, ever so slightly, head raised to the sky, to enjoy the lovely weather once more. A pleasant silence grew over the Elder, who radiated calmth. The wind tussling, stray locks of hair, rustling the leaves, dancing upon the water. Till a familiar presence approached, an aura embedded within her soul. “Mèimei, you have arrived. Come, sit. The water is warm; the stream gentle.” Lee proclaimed happily, head tilted ever so slightly to acknowledge Darha. “And the company pleasant.”
Despite being surrounded by so many people eager to be allies, finding a soul that truly resonated with her was difficult, even in these vast lands of Ionia. However, when that happened, Darha was adamant on maintaining that connection and she considered herself lucky to learn that her honoured friend, a person she could consider family now, maintained the same position. This was also why, when invited to this picnic, the avatar was eager to approach the site of meeting. It was one of the rare instances where she could drop the necessary personality traits to roleplay a diplomat, a caring motherly figure, a sister or a daughter, and for once be herself; someone that could laugh at silly jokes, run around and stuff her mouth full of savoury snacks and talk about things that did not concern balance or the events.
Like everyone else, she too wanted to be herself in the ever-shifting world. However, sometimes, asking for five minutes was a luxury she could not afford, and she took her responsibilities seriously. She owed that to Ionia and the nation.
Lee Sin regarded her even before Darha’s footsteps reached the prepared site. Oh, and she had tried being sneaky and quiet, alas it seemed nothing would surpass the dragon’s senses. Regardless, her pearly whites were revealed in a bright smile, and she followed the fighter’s suit, first removing her shoes and then hopping down on the ground. With her feet also dipped into the stream, the avatar leaned further down until she was completely on her back. Lilac eyes turned then towards the sky, albeit they were shut few seconds later; she savoured the moment of silence, basking in the warmth of the sun and how it caressed her cheeks and how the gentle breeze tussled her hair and clothing.
“Tell me of your day, Lee.”
Leng Yun calmly sets a platter down on the table. The teapot has some steam coming out of its spout. A few small cups, tea leaves, and snacks accompany it. Without saying a word, he pours a cup for Karma.
"You mustn't get so abrosbed in your work, Duchess. You will starve and dehydrate yourself if you forget to eat."
Unprompted asks
Being a host to the famed and respected spirit of Karma did not limit Darha only to meditation and conversations with those who sought her aid or her closest allies. No. She was also entrusted with a position of a political leader and that came along with even more responsibilities than a semi-religious figurehead could have hoped for. Regardless, Darha braced herself and faced all the challenges head on, entrusting the ever wise Karma to guide her judgement while remaining on the true path.
However, if Darha was to allow herself the liberty of being honest, she did not expect paperwork, of all things, to be the bane of her work.
This was also the reason she paid no mind to Yun for the first few seconds he entered the room. Darha was already used to his presence, and were it not for the limited amount of time, she'd certainly spend many evenings discussing with him instead of staying in the dimly lit office. Purple eyes rose and she allowed herself a quiet sigh before a practiced and polite smile swept across her lips like a fluid dance. "Karma can be very nurturing when it is necessary," the avatar spoke with mirth in her voice. Karma had delivered her from stress induced pains, fatigue and sometimes even diminished the necessity to eat when the duty called. With a quiet 'thank you' slipping past her lips, Darha took the cup and nursed it between her fingers before taking the first savoury sip.
"Ah... Just what I needed." Another sip later, she carefully pushed away the paperwork and turned to face Leng Yun completely. "And to what do I owe the honour, esteemed friend? Or is your visit meant to save me from myself?"
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When two Karmas finally meet and get to drink tea
𝒦𝒶𝓇𝓂𝒶, 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝐸𝓃𝓁𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉𝑒𝓃𝑒𝒹 𝒪𝓃𝑒
An art, ask & rp blog for Darha/Karma the Enlightened One from League of Legends universe, est. 18th of December, 2020.
Rules, headcanons, AUs!
Mun is experienced roleplayer, known in some circles as a friendly human being. So, if you are interested in roleplaying with a one woman army, don’t hold back!
(I'll send again.)
Okay, but keep in mind that I am still busy and it will take time before I get to write a reply.
Hi, I am still here
Just still busy. Should be able to write more in the near future though. Apologies for keeping my rp parters waiting.
Ruined Karma Concept Art - Thomas Randby
“Thank you, Mundo.
Have you worked hard on your... experiments?
I hope that the end of your week will be eventful.”
“Have a wonderful Sunday.”
It had been three days since it first appeared on the horizon; three days, and with each subsequent sunrise, it had drawn closer and closer to the Placidium. It was impossible to miss. By the end of the second, it was the largest object in the sky, and come the dawn of the third, its architectural features could be clearly distinguished by the naked eye. A centrally located seven-story pagoda, several other structures with similarly tiered eaves, stone battlements of Noxian design anchored into the foundation of Ionian walls generations older; there could be no doubt about it: the fortress-temple of Fae'lor had come to the Placidium of Navori - and brought with it one whose name had passed into myth as a byword for imbalance.
And now she was here.
Like a meteorite from the heavens, Syndra fell from the sky, the force of her impact leaving a small crater in the Placidium’s central square. Collecting herself, the self-styled Dark Sovereign rose above its rim, the three spheres ever at her side expanding in their orbit as she levitated. Sparing not a second, several warrior-monks immediately approached and assumed defensive postures while an elder followed in their wake. Lifting his eyes to address the uninvited guest, the elder spoke.
“You defile this place of peace and understanding with your presence. For what purpose-”
As if the elder were nothing more than an insolent child, Syndra interrupted him, paying not even the respect of meeting his gaze. Glancing aside, she clenched a hand. At once, a terrible sucking sound was followed by a pop as she tore open a gash in the fabric of reality, manifesting yet another dark sphere.
“Silence. I did not come here to entertain fools. I demand an audience! She is here, is she not? Karma! - bring her before me.” @gaennakyrivi
“I was not here.” The statement held truth. Konigen’s demise and Syndra’s descent into the pools was a tale that happened a long time ago. Some people did not even remember or know what exactly happened. It was only the violet lady’s bloodthirst and yearning for vengeance that reminded them of all the wrongdoings. But this was a while ago; times changed and so did the mentalities. Darha, personally, tried to ensure that the new policies would help them to develop further. Ionia was an ancient and beautiful land, full of secrets and wonders, but the nation was still stuck in their archaic ways.
“Do you really think I would have let you go through all this alone if I would be here?”
Karma’s violet eyes met with the enthralling and challenging gaze of the Dark Sovereign as she proclaimed her demands.
Were she uneducated, if she’d lack the connection to the soul and the source within the woman that granted her all the powers, she would have probably emphasized more with her sufferings. And emphasize she did, yet it did not make her consciousness wilt away, nor was she ready to ask for forgiveness for the all the wrongs people did to Syndra.
Did.
Darha did see wrong in their actions, however. It was unwise to trap away such potential without trying to hone it first.
But Karma had doubts that this woman would listen to her reasoning. They stood on complete opposites of balance, yet they had to share the common ground if they wanted to live in peace.
The delicate tea tray was set on the ground and the avatar took a step closer to the levitating sovereign. “You make bold announcements, Syndra, and you came here demanding justice for crimes committed against you long ago. You have spilled blood, both your former mentor’s, the locals and of the Noxians.
What do you want to claim from us that you could possibly need? You have made yourself known. We acknowledge you, some fear you.
If you want a power to rule, to dominate, I must disappoint you for this is not something you will achieve.
If you want to negotiate, then I am willing to discuss the terms with you.”
Expect the replies to pop up soon. Sorry for the delay, all are drafted :)
“…Alright, son.”
@piltover-sharpshooter: The thing that I liked the most was that she didn't glow green when she did it, which I interpeted as her not using her powers as Karma to be free, but rather her own will. Darha's will is so strong it overpowered the Black Mist by herself. Badass
Yes! That is also what I thought, but in essence, would Karma let Darha be defeated by a bunch of shadow golems if an immediate rebirth of a next vessel is not yet guaranteed? Of course, as a spirit, Karma could inhabit anyone, but would it work out well if they do not possess the same willpower?
But I see what you’re trying to say. Karma’s tattoos glow green when she is ulting. What she did here was an act of desperation and it worked.
I do not mean to make my muse OP, but this should show well at least some of the power she has.
