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ravenpact replied to your post:
“You strike FEAR into this old heart, Talon. You best be careful.”
“You flatter me, though I believe it’s part of my job to be fearsome, sir. And I doubt I could ever sneak up on you.”
You know what I can’t get over? Swain allowing Vlad to feed off of him.
“Our Grand General is absolutely livid.”
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ailuroes replied to your post:
( like imagine if someone just put cinder-blocks on the lid though while it was closed though- just to be annoying )
One time, it was nailed shut. But Swain said something so absolutely cursed that he sat up with such force he broke through the coffin with his body and just lunged at Swain in an almost incomprehensible blur.
@ravenpact (continued)
"Ah. I thought for another reason..."
To be honest, she did healed Black Ice in Noxian territory, but stayed anonymous for a good reason.
"I am Artica Neivers of the Vastayan tribe called Isøll, and i live in the Avarosan Tribe. My kind isn't scheduled because they've been gone for more than twenty years"
She introduced herself, her eyes and antennae vibrating slightly. "I am not a spy, I am just a farmer woman with a great burden on my shoulders...
I was a teen when Noxus invaded Ionia. Luckily you're more on the diplomatic side now, and not an hypocrite like Demacians who banish all sort of magic"
"Vladimir. I require attention."
“My dear, you ought to tell me something I do not know.”
How he did require attention, this man would surely work himself to death if Vladimir allowed it.His fervor and dedication to his vision was both impressive and foolish, and oft times Vladimir did not know if he admired it or not.
And, with a fluid motion, he rose to his feet. His arms wrapped around Jericho’s torso as he embraced him from behind, clawed fingers tangled themselves in the grand general’s silken hair. The vampire leaned in, resting his face upon Jericho’s shoulder with a soft sigh. He relished in his warmth.
“Now, what shall we do today? Shall we go for a walk? Shall we stay inside and play that game you love so much?”