#thedeathofthelily

[ask-yorick-mori]

Finally, he heaved a exhausted breath. Yorick finally made it to the Isles, his boat rocking precariously along the waves, the Poro was excitedly running about. Running in a circle and finally sitting on the front of the boat, panting happily. The shoreline was ominous as ever, the mists heavy as he docked the boat. The Poro jumped onto his haunch and sat down, small body quivering.

“It is alright, little Poro. You are safe here with me, and hopefully your new owner will be as loving and caring of you as I was during our trip.” Yorick gave a small chuckle as he reached behind his head to pet the ball of fluff. “Another hour or so and then you will be there. Remember, give him the eyes and do your hardest to be absolutely adorable. He cannot resist that.”

The Poro yipped and settled back down, Yorick hoped when Braum said it had ‘much heart, such a strong big heart’ it would do well here in it’s new home.

[ask-yorick-mori]

Gift for the Deathsinger

For all of his friends, tho few they were, the hardest for him to gift for would have been Karthus. If Karthus wanted something he got it, even if he had to send the Gravedigger off to retrieve it, but thankfully for Yorick he knew exactly what to get. The ice clung to the thick fur of the coat, his form shivering in the white expanse of snow and ice.

Even if it took him longer than necessary to get this particular gift. Yorick hated the cold, he hated it and it seemed Karthus was the only one that could make him go to places he disliked. The only thing keeping him from freezing in the Frejorld was the thick jacket and the bundle of excitement clutched to his chest.

The bundle yipped deciding it wanted to poke it’s head out, it’s own little body tucked under Yorick’s chin. Yorick huffed, “Come now, calm down. We only have a 3 day trip back to the Isles.” The tiny Poro gave a whine and snuggled his neck, tongue flopping about. Braum, the Heart of the Freljord, had taught him how to take care of the Poro, the runt of it’s litter, and Yorick prayed that Karthus would love the white ball of fur and tongue.

One day’s travel before he reached the coast, and another two before he got back to the Isles. His sigh clouded the air before his face, and he tugged his hood forward, trying to keep the chill of the air from his face. He bet the two of them, Poro and Shadow Isle resident, looked quite the pair. 

[definitely-not-altair]

(( also drops thedeathofthelily/xdarkpassage

OMG I am so privileged to get to talk to Lily? Like holy shit okay, firstly:The RP is amazing. They always provide wonderful hooks (hahahah) and rich characterization. I can really “hear” the voice of the characters when I read their posts. Like I look and Im like “Yeah thats Thresh/Karthus etc.” without a doubt. They manage to get ADORABLE CR ALSO while staying in character which is hard especially for the characters they play! BUT THEY DO IT FLAWLESSLY??????? IM JUST. LILY. HOW????The mun is fucking precious. Like most of our conversations have been us screaming and keymashing at each other but every time I get to talk with them it’s like. A positive warm spot in my day. They are so wonderful and sweet and cute. UHG GET OUT THEY ARE ADORABLE.THE ART. AFFGSHDFFGD PAINTSPIRATION. I wanna do a collab with Lily some day when we both have the time like. Holy shit their sense of lighting and painterly style just makes me melt with joy. They make me want to keep practicing my own painting. SUCH an inspiration!

[sandsandsorrows]

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@thedeathofthelily

The lich is an old and wise soul.  His advice was invaluable when I spoke with him. Undeath is a state much worse than mine and he did not let that make him lesser, but more.

I should seek him out again. I could always use more wisdom in my life.

[tantibus-aeternam]

♦

Peace.

[chainsofthedamned-blog]

"My dear, I know you are concerned for my well being; however, I insist on going with you." [mobile w00]

“You are needed here, at the Isles. Not at my side when I am working.” His voice came solid, and harsh. “You have things you must do and tend to here. The other’s need some sense of guidance and you’re the only one who can provide any worth while. Stay.” Thresh huffed, his arms folding across his broad chest.

He understood Karthus’s desire to help, and to be by his side - he knew Karthus was not worthless or weak, but he also knew that Karthus had a duty to uphold here, and his powers would be needed here should anything happen. It wasn’t like Thresh wasn’t used to doing work and missions alone - even the more life-threatening ones.

He didn’t need Karthus with him. It wasn’t necessary. Not to mention...the last thing he would want is Karthus to get hurt while they were working.

[sandsandsorrows]

♠♠♠♠

♠ Azir generally doesn’t think about things that could have been, but if he were not born a member of the royal family he would have liked to be a guardsman. It was a fairly well-respected low-middle class job and that life would have suited him much better: uphold the law, protect innocents, see a bit more of the world perhaps? Sign him right up.

♠ Azir used to be an okay swimmer - at least good enough not to drown. Now? Well, let’s just say you’ll more likely see him walk on the bottom of a lake or river to the shore than actually swim.

♠ Shurima has and always had many undead, mostly in the form of mummies and other tomb-guardians. Due to this, Azir regards them like part of the scenery just as much as the old ruins.

He also isn’t certain whether he himself counts as a special case of undead or not, because his ascension took place after he was dead for several centuries, unlike the others. (Gravelord Azir is a thing that can happen under the right circumstances ;) )

♠ Azir is fond of a good conversation over a cup of tea, but he hardly ever indulges in it. Unless hard pressed, he won’t eat or drink in company if he can help it.

[sharpshcts]

You mean your Caitlyn is actually a person with actual feelings and actual problems and -not- an oversexualized, one dimensional character with underwritten lore? My word, what is this world coming to?

i know, how dare i. i’m quite the horrible rper, aren’t i? ridiculous, that i develop my caitlyn with what little information we’re given in game while still trying to remain true to what we’re given. quite terrible.