Name: Ezreal Savatier Profession: Hemomancer Criminal record: Extensive, specifics unknown Current location: Noxus, specifics unknown
Ezreal has always had a penchant for wandering, but his penultimate disappearance happened when he was barely five years old and his parents had brought him up to Noxus with them. One moment he was next to them and the next he had completely vanished. That was the last time they would see him. Perhaps one can say that Vladimir saved him from countless worse fates that would befall an unattended child on Noxus’ streets, or perhaps he condemned Ezreal to a life of secrecy and violence, but one thing is certain: Ezreal's memories of his parents and his true home grew fuzzy, and before long, Vladimir became the only family he had ever known.
His younger sister, Reyja, had already been ‘adopted’ by Vladimir, and though her powers were stronger than his at the time, Ezreal learned fast, and his innate magical ability made his hemomancy faster than normal, more accurate, and fantastically powerful. As the Crimson Cult grew, Ezreal had to fight to stay on top, but he always managed to impress with raw talent where diligence failed.
Indulgent and violent, Ezreal is known for his extravagant tastes and his unique approach to hemomancy. He uses it as more of an accessory than a tool largely content to play with it instead of using it. But when he does use it, his murders are just as decadent as the rest of him. He’s the charming, charismatic, and brutal eldest son of one of Noxus’ most enigmatic figures, and he’s earning himself a reputation soaked in red.
Trivia:
Despite his violent tendencies, Ezreal loves animals and will go to great lengths to avoid hurting them. This probably stems from a bit of trauma he experienced with a pet rabbit as a child that he never speaks of.
His brand of hemomancy is somewhat altered by the arcane magic he was born with. His magic is faster, sharper, and almost seems to have a current of energy in it that can either be very good or very bad. He can control blood with greater accuracy than the rest of the Crimson Cult and he comes up with some very creative uses for this skill.
He unfortunately does have a hemomancy version of Trueshot Barrage, first performed by accident when he was barely eight years old. We don’t talk about it but it nearly demolished a library. He can also blink through walls, much to the chagrin of everyone else.
His signature move is making himself a fainting couch out of blood that he can lie on at any moment. Everyone dislikes that.