Course the Sun? Hah.

Kennen // 18 // Art Major Affiliated with Rift Academy (icon and sidebar by @mimi19art.tumblr.com)

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Canvas || OPEN RP

Kennen shivered, he was sitting, well more like slumping, on a small stool he usually used to paint with. He had a palette in one hand and a brush in the other. The stool he was sitting on was somewhat wobbly due to the uneven ground, but nontheless the former kinkou kept his balance. He was painting a bush just infront of him, covered in the morning snow and ice.

He dipped the brush in a grey looking over the canvas again and pressed the brush against the canvas. He shivered again, he hated being outside, especially in the cold. He was more used to the confinements of his room, which was currently littered with canvases.

Most of his art was gorey, graphic stuff, but he felt it was time for a change. Use the peaceful environment and at least try to lighten his depressing place up.

However, a sudden gust of cold wind was what threw him off guard. “Shit!” He cursed as his chair toppled over, sending him with it.

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OOC

Sorry but lately I’m getting followers who are not affiliated with Rift-Academy.

Just note, this blog only interacts with other blogs associated with rift-academy. Apologies.

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shadowoftheacademy

Zed looked blankly towards the ground where the current Heart of the Tempest stood, “Calm down, little Yordle.” He patronized, “Fighting here wouldn’t do much. Although I would indulge in killing you swiftly, now is not the time, and this land is not the place.” 

Kennen crossed his arms and looked sideways. “I don’t care if you kill me or not.” He tensed up and unfolded his arms, still glaring at Zed. 

“Look, I don’t know much about this place. But don’t cause me anymore strife here.” He turned around and hesitated, before turning back around. “Please.” He added.

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Shurima’s Rise|| Open RP

Azir swept the floor of his diner as another day had gone buy and another days profit had filled the register. The emperor knew something was missing but he couldn’t put his finger on it, some key element that would make his restaurant impactful in this new town, something to take it over the top and allow him to build his name in Autumnhill.

The bell on the door brought Azir out of his thoughts and he turned to face the arrival. “Welcome to Shurima’s dawn, how may i help you?” He asked with a warm smile.

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Kennen shot Azir an unpleasant look as he entered his restaurant, gritting his teeth, he ignored the ascended’s greeting and found a table and flipped through the menu. He wasn’t trying to be too rude, but he hated talking to people he did not know, plus he was admittedly, starving. Being cooped up in his room with no food was not healthy and he knew he had to do something about it. He swallowed and looked through the menu a few more times before placing it down, unsure of what to do next.