A wild Veigar has appeared! Now brusquely knocking on the Bandle Gunner's door with his asymmetrical gauntlet. Why would someone as wicked as him demand candy anyway? Something wasn't right for sure. ❝TREAT OR TRUCK! Give me your sugar confectionery!❞ ...he's still a beginner at it.
Surprise comes in many forms, and Tristana’s delightfully surprised… Yet a bit confused. That knocking sounded a lot more dense than the previous ones coming before then, and the gunner concludes that this was just a very excitable kid too eager to view Bandle City’s hero. Momentarily does an emerald eye peer through the peep-hole of her humble abode. The warlock was out and parading, seeking sweet treats from the likes of her?
A “t-chink” sounds from inside, the oak door slowly opening to reveal her in all of her glory - painted peach face, slitted green contacts, blonde locks, and purple clothing fitting for a feline witch costume. Dare I say she has some of the key physical elements that make up a regular Veigar with less of the aggression?
⠀⠀❝ 𝘏𝘦𝘩, 𝙄 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠 𝙞𝙩’𝙨 ‘𝙏𝙧𝙞𝙘𝙠 𝙤𝙧 𝙏𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩’. 𝘕𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘴! 𝘈𝘯𝘺𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴, 𝘺𝘰𝘶’𝘳𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘶𝘤𝘬 - 𝙄 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙜𝙤𝙩 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙮 𝙡𝙚𝙛𝙩. ❞
Digging into the bubbling violet cauldron, gloved fingers pick up three pieces of candy and drop it into his hold. He’s just getting into the Hallows Eve spirit, albeit in his own way…
⠀⠀❝ 𝙃𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙮 𝙃𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙤𝙬𝙨 𝙀𝙫𝙚 ! ❞