#thresh replies

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.... The longer it takes for Thresh to attack Seraph, the more paranoid he gets. :p

"Don't worry your head, mutt. You will be put down when I feel you and your family are deemed tormented enough by this fact. It's as if you are wanting to speed it up... patience... all in due time."

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"Dad, daddy, pappa... by any chance... did someone, I don't know, someone STUPID gave you a small coupon with my name in it??"

"Hello, dear... yes, I dealt with a most unsavory trespasser within my domain. Was an insistent one... he ran off after giving me one of my keystones he stole from me and this piece of paper. He tried to think this was enough to gain access to the Relics. I assume it is something you created? Here I thought it was something he tried to fool me with..."

@nithhaiahh

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🐸

your muse has put a spell on mine ! 

🐸  ─  turn into a frog

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Again with the strange body and turning small he changes into something that truly is not him. He feels his limbs change and feel more... slimy.

He stares out at Robin croaking and unable to speak to his own horror. He makes a hissing noise as he uses all of his lungs to tell him how this is not possible.

Though it is simply a frustrated hiss of displeasure. How DARE this mortal turn him into this and how was it even possible?!

You have an angered Frog Warden in your possession.

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“So…do you torture souls for all eternity or do you eventually get bored of them? What do you do with the bodies?” Robin swats his bird, who looks extremely uncomfortable given who they are speaking to.

"Such bold questions... would you like a demonstration? I find the best teacher is visual aid. I never tire of the souls in my care... there is still so much anguish to be had with them."

His gaze lingers as the Lantern pulls closer to him as if it's neediness is displayed.

"Are you willing to be my volunteer then? You came all this way for this..."

@witchcraftandburialdirt

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Happy ghost poro snuggles! Clearly, the ghost poros are happy that he has not forgotten them!

"Of course not, little ones. You will never be forgotten and you are free to reside on the Isles if you so please. Unlike some who come here to steal and pawn."

@snugglyporos

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Ghost poros hope that he is still a friend to them though. No one can resist poros!

"Of course, dear friends. You have never strayed far..."

@snugglyporos

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The banshee gives him a kiss on the cheek.

"Monthly reminder that I love you pappa."

The Wraith smiles broadly trying his best to remain as composed as he can. Of course, with Nith, he never seemed to stay too stiff. The carriage that he had fashioned in Noxus was manned none-other by Bort as he gave a courteous gesture of acknowledgement towards the Banshee.

"My dear girl... there is nothing that I wouldn't do for you. I shall visit you soon... I have matters of business to attend to." The Wraith cups her cheeks in his strangely warmer gauntlets from wearing his guise. Pressing a soft kiss against her forehead he gives a soft hum before gazing intently at her.

"Call upon me if anything goes awry, my dear. Do not want to hear the news that you are stuck in limbo again." Thresh gives a lighthearted cackle before stepping into the carriage.

@nithhaiahh

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The dark chariot came to a lurching halt as the souls carrying him tirelessly panted despite being mere shades of who they were — like livestock. The door opened slowly as the dark pallid figure stepped out gently.

"Friend Bort... watch over the stagecoach, will you? I have some... business to attend to." The man spoke to the air beside him as the spirit fidgeted with the whip in his hand. Still getting used to the strange realization that he was in fact... free and yet... not as free as he had hoped.

"Aye, sir." Bort gave a quick nod to his gaze as it trailed down to the sullen lot below. 

Thresh advanced to the floral thicket in front of him as it stood in his way of the Noxian Mansion to the soul that was deeper beyond. Grazing the vines and flowers he pushed them out of his way with his boots as he passed. 

Finally breaching the courtyard he straightened his coat eyeing the figure close to one side of the mansion. 

"Paying respects to someone perhaps, Grand General...?" A voice broke the silence of the moment. "Yes... I figure you might be here. My apologies on... encroaching on your beloved estate at this time." 

The man's gloved hands wrung themselves loosely in front of his hips as a thin grin spread upon his lips. "I don't suppose you could help me? I have come an awfully long way from Noxus to see my dearest daughter. She goes by the name... Nith."  

Searching for any sign of reaction to said name he continued,

"... I would very much love to see her, Jericho."

@corvoimperiale​