Evitus Reference Update
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Evitus Reference Update
“So much snow, not enough fighter.” @the-dark-constellation
"Yeah, there's going to be snow and ice in the north. Where you expecting anything else?" Tryndamere paused before crossing his arms with a sigh.
"Everyone you come cross is some kind of fighter here in the north. Be lucky you haven't crossed one yet or you'd find out the hard way.
“If you called those pathetic wimps fighters,” he cracks necks as stretches his shoulders, “I have low expectations of this region. Didn’t feel good when I kill them.”
“They may not be fighters of your standard but every child of the north is a fighter. The fight to survive against the burial conditions of the Freljord that can even cause the strongest to stumble.” Tryndamere watches the stranger closely as he moves, waiting to see what more they wanted.
“It is by Anivia’s grace that you have not been met with a frozen death.”
“Blah blah blah,” Evitus used his voided corrupted side to mock Tryndamere, “do you even see what I am wearing? Cold is pretty much useless.” He stretches and yawn. “All these boring fight,” he comments, “I might as well just kill Ashe or whoever if her warrior is this pathetic.”
“My bloodsworn is more than capable of killing you should she desire, but she craves peace and stability for our people.”
Tryndamere shifted to his full height and rested his hand on the hilt of his sword, “Though my War Mother does not my aid, I will not hesitate to strike you down for threatening her.”
“I’m gonna enjoy killing you,” Evitus grins as he gets ready, “feeding you to the Void would be a waste of an opportunity. I’m gonna make sure your death will be as much agonizing as possible.”
“So much snow, not enough fighter.” @the-dark-constellation
"Yeah, there's going to be snow and ice in the north. Where you expecting anything else?" Tryndamere paused before crossing his arms with a sigh.
"Everyone you come cross is some kind of fighter here in the north. Be lucky you haven't crossed one yet or you'd find out the hard way.
“If you called those pathetic wimps fighters,” he cracks necks as stretches his shoulders, “I have low expectations of this region. Didn’t feel good when I kill them.”
“They may not be fighters of your standard but every child of the north is a fighter. The fight to survive against the burial conditions of the Freljord that can even cause the strongest to stumble.” Tryndamere watches the stranger closely as he moves, waiting to see what more they wanted.
“It is by Anivia’s grace that you have not been met with a frozen death.”
“Blah blah blah,” Evitus used his voided corrupted side to mock Tryndamere, “do you even see what I am wearing? Cold is pretty much useless.” He stretches and yawn. “All these boring fight,” he comments, “I might as well just kill Ashe or whoever if her warrior is this pathetic.”
“So much snow, not enough fighter.” @the-dark-constellation
"Yeah, there's going to be snow and ice in the north. Where you expecting anything else?" Tryndamere paused before crossing his arms with a sigh.
"Everyone you come cross is some kind of fighter here in the north. Be lucky you haven't crossed one yet or you'd find out the hard way.
“If you called those pathetic wimps fighters,” he cracks necks as stretches his shoulders, “I have low expectations of this region. Didn’t feel good when I kill them.”
Running away after stealing a bunch of your ravens @the-dark-constellation
"You are one of the strangest beings that ever walked this earth... "The Grand General says before calling the birds back, "I do not trust you. They become ethereal and fly away from their captor's arms. Swain walks slowly away from this interesting character who knows little of manners.
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“If that’s the case,” he charges at the old man and sweep him off his feet before carrying him like a princess, “I am so smart.”
The man crosses his legs and nods, letting himself be charged, he expected such a move, he just doesn't feel like dodging. "Stealing my birds to get my attention, what is it in that head of yours that you're so eager to treat me like this? It's curiosity of the good kind. "
“Birds are delicious and you control the bird,” Evitus explains, “but feeding you to my purple friends also make them happy too. I guess I don’t if they have emotion. They mostly speak vague stuffs.”
"Pfft, lunatic, you'll never get one of your friends eat me, I know I'm tasty, but you're doing it wrong." Very tranquil, he ruffles his white hair with his demonic hand.
“Ok whatever you say,” he holding Swain over a giant Void portal that has some strange aggressive noise coming from it. They sound hungry, angry and curious. “Bone apple teeth I guess.”
“I can smell magic that is useful to my mission on you.” @the-dark-constellation
"And what is your mission exactly?" Scratch asked he could sense and see the void that corrupted his body and he was unsure of how to respond.
“Oh just small things,” Evtius hums, “like detonate a small town to rip open a void portal.”
“I don't plan to help you do such a thing and I don't plan too.” Scratch said as he crossed his arms in slight annoyance. He didn't know why this stranger would want to do such a thing but he knew he wouldn't go along with it. Maybe the void has corrupted his mind too much. “I hate to ask but why?”
“Why not it’s fun,” Evitus shrugs, “I never use this form of magic before. Maybe I can play with it more like this star magic I manage to corrupt.”
Running away after stealing a bunch of your ravens @the-dark-constellation
"You are one of the strangest beings that ever walked this earth... "The Grand General says before calling the birds back, "I do not trust you. They become ethereal and fly away from their captor's arms. Swain walks slowly away from this interesting character who knows little of manners.
@the-dark-constellation
“If that’s the case,” he charges at the old man and sweep him off his feet before carrying him like a princess, “I am so smart.”
The man crosses his legs and nods, letting himself be charged, he expected such a move, he just doesn't feel like dodging. "Stealing my birds to get my attention, what is it in that head of yours that you're so eager to treat me like this? It's curiosity of the good kind. "
“Birds are delicious and you control the bird,” Evitus explains, “but feeding you to my purple friends also make them happy too. I guess I don’t if they have emotion. They mostly speak vague stuffs.”
Running away after stealing a bunch of your ravens @the-dark-constellation
"You are one of the strangest beings that ever walked this earth... "The Grand General says before calling the birds back, "I do not trust you. They become ethereal and fly away from their captor's arms. Swain walks slowly away from this interesting character who knows little of manners.
@the-dark-constellation
“If that’s the case,” he charges at the old man and sweep him off his feet before carrying him like a princess, “I am so smart.”
“I can smell magic that is useful to my mission on you.” @the-dark-constellation
"And what is your mission exactly?" Scratch asked he could sense and see the void that corrupted his body and he was unsure of how to respond.
“Oh just small things,” Evtius hums, “like detonate a small town to rip open a void portal.”
“Check this out Mr Doggo!” He pulls out a voidling like a radish. @the-dark-constellation
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"That... is nice? Please kill it."
“Awww come on it’s harmless,” he offers the screeching and agitated voidling to Nasus, “pet it!”
“So you’re the boss of the pit? A bit smaller than I thought.” @the-dark-constellation
“Coming from the guy whose one half caramel popcorn and the other half being grape kool aid.” Sett scoffed as he shook his head at the stranger.
“Says the three fourth human and one fourth animal, you couldn’t be any less Vastaya or human.”
Sett kept his cocky grin, but something in his eyes changed. They were staring at the other harshly, burning with anger. “Say. That. Again.”
“Can’t have Noxian strength or Ionia wisdom. Shame you’re just a nobody like me. Maybe even less.” Evitus shrugs and shakes his head
Sett chuckled as he rubbed his nose with his thumb, his smile no longer genuine. He then suddenly closed the distance and aimed his strongest haymaker for the other’s face.
“That’s the spirit,” Evitus dazed and move backwards a bit, “not a coward I see.” Evitus take a step back before lunge forward to tackle Sett down.
“So you’re the boss of the pit? A bit smaller than I thought.” @the-dark-constellation
“Coming from the guy whose one half caramel popcorn and the other half being grape kool aid.” Sett scoffed as he shook his head at the stranger.
“Says the three fourth human and one fourth animal, you couldn’t be any less Vastaya or human.”
Sett kept his cocky grin, but something in his eyes changed. They were staring at the other harshly, burning with anger. “Say. That. Again.”
“Can’t have Noxian strength or Ionia wisdom. Shame you’re just a nobody like me. Maybe even less.” Evitus shrugs and shakes his head
“So you’re the boss of the pit? A bit smaller than I thought.” @the-dark-constellation
“Coming from the guy whose one half caramel popcorn and the other half being grape kool aid.” Sett scoffed as he shook his head at the stranger.
“Says the three fourth human and one fourth animal, you couldn’t be any less Vastaya or human.”
Flexes because he thinks it’s a competition @the-dark-constellation
Best watch yourself boy before I stack ya.
“Like you’re gonna be bigger than me.”
“Your magma destroyed my clothes.” @the-dark-constellation
“Be thankful it didn’t burn your ‘jewels’ off.”
“You like my jewel don’t you? I can give you some” he winks
“I will strangle you with your own guts....”
“I’m trying to have fun messing with you, you still owe me some clothes.”
“Your magma destroyed my clothes.” @the-dark-constellation
“Be thankful it didn’t burn your ‘jewels’ off.”
“You like my jewel don’t you? I can give you some” he winks
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Nasus had come to the western borders of the desert, travelling close to the base of Mount Targon to investigate reports of a void infestation surfacing across the border towns. He found nought but the husks of abandoned towns, its occupants replaced by countless abominations of the void, and knew at once that his powers as an Ascendant would be needed once more.
Swathes of the desert glowed with a ghastly hue, spirit fire burning at the swarming abberations to weaken them before Nasus could split their forms under the blade of his war-axe. He cut his way towards the source of the corruption, and as he felt the influence of the void grow about him, another feeling took hold, one that would leave a sickening knot in the pit of his stomach.
There was another creature here.
Immensely powerful, the Curator could feel its presence on the sixth sense that was granted to him by Ascension. The energy he felt, though, was not quite Ascended - almost like Xerath's - but distinctly not, for he still felt his sinister hum far to the north, where Nerizameth lay.
Its aura was terrifying - it commanded reverence, almost, from an Ascendant - beings that had once touted themselves as gods, and sought to bend the world to their will.
Nasus' body began to feel impossibly heavy as he fought. He dreaded the encounter that was sure to come, but there was no other choice but to push onwards. If another void rift had opened up here, he had to seal it. There was simply no one else who could - at least, not before it was too late...
An otherworldly screeching accompanies the further sundering of that rift between worlds, the sound grating at the Curator's very soul as he struggled alone. More voidlings swarmed towards the Sunborn, yet he continued his dogged advance through the town.
"Show yourself, interloper," he commands between strikes. Though Ascended vigour kept his body moving through the battlefield, the mauled and ruined husks of what used to be the townfolk littered the streets; and each of the corrupted bodies allowed the irrational terror building in his mind to claw deeper into his psyche. "I can sense your presence - do not try to hide from me..."
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“Don’t worry about me,” Evitus chuckles, “play with my friends first, they seem to take a liking of you.” Evitus watches the void starts running out to attack the nearest living thing. “It’s rare to find a celestial outside of the tip of Targon,” he continues, “no matter what aspect you are, I have time to kill you.” Although he knows Nasus is near, he can’t tell the curator is a true aspect or just a blessed mortal.”