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Independent ask, art and rp blog for Vladimir, The Crimson Reaper; from League of Legends
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Adored and beloved by Cella~
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Independent ask, art and rp blog for Vladimir, The Crimson Reaper; from League of Legends
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|| About || Rules || Mun ||
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Adored and beloved by Cella~
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Independent ask, art and rp blog for Vladimir, The Crimson Reaper; from League of Legends
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|| About || Rules || Mun ||
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Adored and beloved by Cella~
//So apparently my tags and theme are a hot mess and I do not have the mind-capacity to deal with fixing that while revamping everything.
So instead I’ll be moving to an entirely new blog after I saved all the stuff I wanted from this one.
Definite announcement coming at some point (soon hopefully)
//Will be overhauling the entire blog in the coming days.
Meaning, fresh start and resetting everything.
The last year it’s been a hot mess and I have been postponing this too long now.
//No Tumblr, I don’t want to follow my other blogs, so stop recommending them :v
In not-so-surprising news: my health has taken a 180 once again and I am feeling quite devastated once more. But no rest for the wicked, I have to work to pay my bills.
I’ll try to get to any replies etc asap once my body does not feel like halfway down the grave.
infinite-xerath:
heredis-sanguinis:
Starter for @infinite-xerath
“You… You are new to me… It sings to me, your soul.” the Soulstealer mused, spectral gaze locked onto the lich nearby while his digits toyed with the spiritual essence inside his phylactery.
He felt different from most others of their kind. Not mindless or without cause. No, this one felt like he had a purpose, a mission. So very few seemed to still have their free will ever since the fall of Helia.
A wide grin followed suit as he could not contain his amusement and pure interest to coming across the lich. “Won’t you tell me your story?”
The Lich regarded the Soulstealer with apprehension. He’d heard many stories about the ‘man,’ though that was precisely why he’d sought Vladimir out… It was also why he knew to be on-guard.
“My story… I could not, even if it I wished to. Death has taken everything from me; I know not who I once was, nor even my own name. All that remains is my will… My will to persevere. I refuse to fade away!” The air around him pulsed with necromantic power for a moment, before dying down. “…They say you know many secrets of death. Tell me: can you restore a soul’s lost memories?”
The pulse of energy excited the soulstealer even more than his own interest. This one was certainly special. Capable of speech and not with the initial instinct of aggression.
“Lost your memories? How... interesting.”
It would not be the first time Vladimir came across a creatures of the Isles to have lost their past selves. In fact, those like himself, ones to retain their memories and own will were extremely rare. This one seemed to be in between that. A will of his own, but without recollection of his past.
“Alas, while I do indeed know a secret or two, that of the memories locked within are beyond my grasp still.”
”Some would call it a blessing to forget their mortal days. And most here are better off without that knowledge, I’d say. Why, when having been gifted with the everlasting unlife like all around us, do you want to know?“
Soulstealer verse lore
Once there was a sanctuary of knowledge and magic far across the sea East of the continents of Valoran and Shurima. A haven for those seeking knowledge and preserving it for the future.
One such a man was Vladimir, or so it would be believed. A castaway prince of a long forgotten empire, not native to the known lands. He was a master of a forbidden and unknown magic. But where others would share their knowledge, he kept to himself. Studying, observing, silently and alone.
Until a grave tragedy happened that would change the fate of the isles and this haven of magic and knowledge.
The Ruination
As the lands decayed and twisted into malicious forms and all life became stuck in undeath, so too did the malevolent force found itself upon Vladimir. Luckily for him, the nature of his own magic gave some form of protection. Instead of becoming enthralled into what would be known as the Black Mist, instead it made him retain his free will. However it would change him forever. Where once he was lord and master of life’s essence, he found himself unable to bend the crimson liquids to his will. Instead, he found that a certain spectral energy was now his to command. An energy that would sustain him as much as his former craft would. And one that was now abundant in every particle of these newly created Shadow Isles. With the knowledge he had gained from his residency on the Isles before, he was able to create a phylactery to house and amplify his own essence inside.
Centuries would go by with the Soulstealer, having found a new purpose to fully experience this new existence he was given. So many souls to take and learn from. So much to savour from them as he would take and add to his own.
Because what blood his before, the souls revealed to him now.
Starter for @infinite-xerath
“You... You are new to me... It sings to me, your soul.” the Soulstealer mused, spectral gaze locked onto the lich nearby while his digits toyed with the spiritual essence inside his phylactery.
He felt different from most others of their kind. Not mindless or without cause. No, this one felt like he had a purpose, a mission. So very few seemed to still have their free will ever since the fall of Helia.
A wide grin followed suit as he could not contain his amusement and pure interest to coming across the lich. “Won’t you tell me your story?”
Soulstealer verse open
//In light of spoopy month, I’ll be having Soulstealer Vladimir up for interactions
Give a like to this post if you want me to make a short starter.
*Proceeds to invade the askbox & wave happily at the Bloody Mun, to make questions* OvO)/ Tell me about your favorite games to play UwU ♥ or 5 main fandoms you like tons, besides League OvO ♥ or What's your favorite dessert? UwU ♥ *also have a super hug, im wishing you a marvelous day >w<*
//*Catches and reels in to lie down and snuggle with*
My fave games to play, aside League are: Final Fantasy XIV (Been playing since 2.0 so 9 years now), Pokemon, The Legend of Zelda, Kingdom Hearts, Tales of, Castlevania, Sea of Thieves, just to name a few.
5 fandoms: - Shaman King - Bleach - Fairy Tail - Final Fantasy - Pokemon
My favourite dessert is ice cream. I can be waken up in the middle of the night for this. Normally that would end in a bloody end for the 'waker', but not when they come prepared. Definite fave flavours are lemon, chocolate and strawberry.
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children-of-trifarian:
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Megaera really had no reason to be on this side of Prime, and it was very clear she didn’t fit in. However with most of her friends in the legion shipped off to all the corners of the world and Caitiff up to her ears in her Warmason duties, it was shaping up to be a boring Friday night. Usually she would have just spent the night watching reckoner fights but Meg had a bad habit of betting, and losing, money in the hype of the moment. Currently down on cash she took the more sensible route and looked around to do something else. If only so she didn’t have to listen to Caitiff chew her out about wasting money again.
Guess it was a novel idea in concept, to catch at least a glimpse of those preening aristocrats pretty houses. Maybe even find some fancy tavern to slip into and get a single expensive drink, and it’s not like too many people would mess with her when she still had her greatsword on her. The longer she walked on the more bored she became, and worse she was now lost in a sea gothic manors. It’s when Megaera stops in a square to try and get her bearings that an ashen haired woman openly mocks the Gloryseeker. The blood mages three companions all laughing along with her roast at Meg’s unkempt appearance.
“What did you say to me bitch!” Immediately Megaera turns to confront the quartet, not at all the smartest decision, but she had already gotten frustrated in these fancy fucks side of the city a long time ago. “I’m fucking Trifarian,” Meg points to the three black dots tattooed on her neck. “You really gonna talk shit to someone who’s fought alongside the Hand of Noxus himself.” The Gloryseeker isn’t quiet with her boast and her voice almost seems to echo of the surrounding tall mansions as if disturbing some unspoken peace.
It was not uncommon for his underlings to walk and act prideful towards others. Especially those of ‘lower’ seeming circles of life. This seemed like such a case, with Ophelia being the one to call out and mock another female. And off course, the other three followed suit albeit with laughter only and letting the Noradi scion talk.
More laughter erupted from the group as the Trifarian rebutted their insults. “Seems like this Trifarian mutt of the Hand needs to be put in her place and taught some manners.” She stepped forward a bit, smirking and full of that high-and-mighty attitude that she had been showing. Her hand making very slow motions, unnoticed unless paid attention to.
Abruptly she froze in her strut, eyes widened betraying a fear inside. Her limbs twitching as if struggling to move at all. Her gaze directed no longer to the Trifarian, but instead past her. Behind her. “You would cause a disturbance for something petty and juvenile? With the gift I bestowed upon you all?” a voice called out from behind Megaera. Although seemingly calm in questioning the situation, there lingered a certain annoyance and threat in the words and tone. Were she to turn, Vladimir would be standing a few feet away. Face stern, almost aggravated. Ruby and golden clothes that betrayed his aristocrat background, with a crimson glow to his eyes almost the colour of blood. He had observed the scene quietly, hidden from all, as he would prefer. But he sensed one of his underlings would attempt to use his craft, his art, his magic, He would not stand for such a uncouth display, least of all in public and against one such as a Trifarian. He had to step in, lest any of it escalated and traced back to him, due to the nature of the magic used. Mortals... such ignorance to their actions. “My lord... I... I-I was...” “No excuses, Ophelia. As I have said many a time, ‘Manners maketh, children. No remove yourselves from my sight, and this young lady’s.” As if rats fleeing a sinking ship, the four made haste to do as they were told. Not even daring to look back. “Pray, do accept my apologies for them, my dear. They are... brazen and in dire need of education.” His tone shifted to an almost charming and sincere one. The crimson glow vanishing from his eyes, to reveal pale irises, looking down at her. As if to over-emphasize his words, he bowed towards her with arms stretched to the side, but kept his eyes on her during the whole motion.
