#vilestar

[draklorn]

🖌 only if you want to!!

a perfect score

[children-of-trifarian]

A Starter for @vilestar

“What the fuck are those.” Getting stuck on escort duty was a calming change of pace from the usually busyness of life within the legion. A few weeks' journey to the Noxian cities south of Argent Mountain and then back home was practically a vacation. Even Megaera, who was easily bored by such an assignment, was lulled to contentment by the monotony of the journey. It was only when the little figures cured her interest and pulled the Gloryseeker away from her guard duty. 

The little humanoids, clothed in purple hoods, marched in a line towards the walls of Glorft. Tiny axes and staves in hand once they got to the walls of the city their weapons tapped and tinked off the thick stone with all the little might they had. Caitiff joined Meg and the two just stared in disbelief. “Should- should I tell the captain?” Caitiff questioned not really understanding if the city was under attack or if these little creatures were just playing. 

Strutting forward Megaera stepped close to one of the creatures in the back holding a small staff, as she approached it stopped attacking and momentarily cowered in fear. As if it were a small cat Meg picked it up by the scruff. “I don’t know, I think they're harmless.” Shaking the cowled thing she held it seemed to jiggle like a coin purse, Meg eyes widened with surprise. “Hey, they sound like they're full of money.”

“You- uh, might wanna stop that Meg. There's a bigger one.” Caitiff pointed over to the tree line where she believe saw a slightly bigger version of the creatures wearing a pointy wizard hat instead of a hood.

[ladylumisce]

@vilestar​  liked for a lux voice line starter!

“Would it help if I apologized?“

[svellsonger]

❝ Hello, little birthday pipsqueak! Soon you'll be old enough to confront me in battle! ❞ (// I know we haven't interacted yet but I'm throwing the rat @ Nunu anyway)

what  a  cool  hat     !     boy  leaps  from  his  place  upon  yeti’s  shoulders  to  get  a  better  look  at  its  detailing,     hopping  from  paw  to  paw  until  boots  have  firmly  hit  the  ground.     there,     he  grins,     crouching  down  upon  a  knee  to  be  eye  -  level  with  the  yordle.     it’s  nice  being  the  BIGGER  one  for  a  change.     

“     hey,     thanks     !     but  i  don’t  wanna  fight  you.     only  bad  guys,     and  evil  spirits,     and  stuff  like  that,     y’know     ?     us  kids  gotta  stick  together.     ”     there  is  camaraderie  in  youth,     even  if  it  is  misperception  that  fuels  it.

willump  chuckles,     deep  and  raspy  in  his  chest.     nunu  turns  back  to  hear  out  his  wisdom,     mumbling  a  response  of,     “     uh  -  huh,     ”     before  looking  to  veigar  now.     “     well,     maybe  i’ll  get  a  hat  like  yours  for  my  birthday,     yordle  guy     !     where’d  you  get  it     ?     ”

[mercless]

⚠️ + containing their silliness. They're not silly enough.

confirmed.

[mercless]

❝ Try high reach explosions once in a while. I promise it's quicker and more efficient than one by one stabbing! ❞

Talon was more than perplexed by this situation. The destruction possible is worrying, of course, but there was something about the casual way it is spoken about that really sets the assassin on edge. But they listen to the dark mage's advice, gravely nodding along.

"We have different ideas on what efficient means, in terms of killing."

[draklorn]

@vilestar​​ questions:  ❝ You have an odd-looking steed, yes? How did you tame it? ❞ taking notes for the next time he commits a heist in a farm. A terrified horse could easily give away his hiding spot.

The chilled air here was a warm summer touch compared to the frigid colds Devan was used to, but that meant little to the natural cycle of fur on their trusted steed. Summer's Bane was still as saddle straps were adjusted and supplies were double-checked, its already thick fur looking far more suited for blizzards already. The approaching yordle mage was announced by his... loud hat, before his words broke up the monotony of the Frostguard's quiet work. At his words, the tall head of the beast rose, proudly showing off its impressive crown of horns to the Lord (though Devan had their doubts they were very viewable from his.... perspective) as their brushing of its flank slowed.

"Tame... ah, well. Making such a beast listen to you is a simple process when put in words. You must first understand how it functions. Then show it you are superior, and purposefully choose it as a companion, rather than your prey." A shrivelled, dark piece of jerky is plucked from a pocket at their waist as the Draklorn spoke. Sharp nostrils flare and attention from the horned beast narrows in, even before it was raised to its muzzle. "- And, feeding it lots of tasty little morsels to reward obedience makes it grow much fonder, doesn't it, Summer's?" An uncharacteristic cooing took over their words as a flat palm was raised to the beast's mouth. A surprisingly long, pink tongue slithers out from its muzzle as lips far longer than one would expect pull back along its chin. And although it only lasts for a moment, a long row of blunt, large teeth poke out before the jerky was slurped up on a rough tongue from their armoured hand, and its mouth is closed, chewing away at its well-earned treat. Affectionate chin scratches and cheek rubs on the head nearly the same size as them preoccupies Devan for a moment longer from the Lord of Evil.

"If you are thinking of, regular horses, sugar cubes and apples will make them your friend very quickly."

[lacrimcrum]

It appears the renowned sign from a week ago has recently been incinerated by raw celestial energy. Who could've done such a disgraceful act? (for any of your Targon OCs! <3)

A certain burning smell caught the attention of the Moonstalker, currently busy with sharping his khopesh before he got up to check what was going on. Had Celena messed up with the herbs again? Or, was Nina smoking a huge joint this time?

Shaking his head, he then leaped on the spot when he noticed the “VEIGAR NOT ALLOWED” sign was totally destroyed, turned into mere ashes.

«I can’t believe this happened again! NINAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! THE SIGN BURNED AGAIN!»

And, that’s how they spent the whole night building another one.

Again.