@kazeronin
⋆ — Normally when he’s travelling alone, Ezreal tries to walk away from the sound of swords, especially when combined with shouts of anger and agony. From time to time, however, they sneak up on him. That’s the thing about Ionia; everyone moves a little more stealthily when they’re picking fights. Demacian and Noxian fights are always announced with Nationalistic cries, and Shurima ... well there’s something to be said for being able to see a fight coming from miles away.
This time, however, he’d been investigating a very human rustling in the forest one moment and ducking out of the way of a very sharp-looking sword a moment later. He likes to consider himself fairly talented at getting out of dangerous situations (even if it involves scrabbling in the dirt and clambering over a few dead and dying bodies in the process), but with people this impassioned, sometimes the best course of action is just to remain hidden.
... So he’s squatting behind a bush, trying to observe the situation from a safe distance while simultaneously ignoring the shouts of agony and the splattering of what is definitely blood across his front. Staying alive comes first; then psychological comfort.
