I've got a world to save.

"Spirits..." He mutters softly, frowning heavily. "Probably one of the few things I can't fight easily, and I'd like to avoid pissing them off. So we agree on that... As for not following me past the forest, I heavily suggest sticking to that. Rune Fragments tend to draw things that are unsavory at best."

He thinks back to the creature he'd fought over the most recent rune he'd acquired and rubs at a strange scar above one eye that appeared very out of place compared to the runic ones that covered his body. That had been one of his more harrowing experiences.

"Sadly, you speak the truth. Even if I believe in the pure spirit of my kin, the invaders might have used it to do more harm than good." A deep exhale follows from the Elder who turns their attention vaguely in the direction of the woods they were speaking of.

"I was actually thinking of staying at the mouth of the forest. Our paths need not cross more than is necessary. And even if there is nothing left but ruin and rubble, I would like to visit the remnants of the temple to honor the fallen for they have not gotten their respects since none have been able to reach the temple..."

"Regardless of what you find, and whether I wasted your time or not, I will part ways with you at the entrance of the forest, and head to the temple to see what I can do. It is my duty, as an Elder..."

"I will let you use your best judgement on that... My knowledge on spirits is surprisingly limited, since they're not extremely common outside of Ionia or... The Isles. I know plenty about the damned there, but they are fundamentally different from what I do understand. However," He takes a breath. "If this temple is within the forest like you have said..."

Ryze gives an amused huff at Kayn's claims. "Your greed is bleeding the life from the cosmos. You don't give a damn about 'keeping the lights on' or whatever else you claim. You collect ora to feed your addiction to power." Seeing the hand on the gun, he frowns. "You won't be able to hurt me with that, Kayn."

                                                                               But that poses a bigger question, of course. What is Kayn to do with someone who has committed not one, but two capital offences already? Kayn is just calculating how best to make an example of him when the stranger starts to glow, and immediately Kayn can pick up on the shift in the energy between them.

                                                                               Ora. And a lot of it.

He hears the command, and nearly as quickly he reacts. The shot, of course, still manages to graze him. The archmage was incredibly powerful, but he wasn't all-knowing. Ora drips from the wound, which almost as quickly starts to seal itself.

During this, Ryze realizes he wont have enough time to finish the teleportation spell with the soldiers bearing down on him alongside the emperor. Changing his stance, he lifts his hands, and ora seems to flow from the runes on his arms. The next moment, he frames his hands as though to trap Kayn, and the ora obeys Ryze without a fraction of a second's delay.

Gold attempts to ensnare the emperor, quickly moving to surround him before it would, if successful, form into an unrelenting prison of bars and markings similar to the ones on his skin. "It will not be so easy, little emperor." The remark is made idly, but Ryze is quick to dodge back as one of Kayn's crew tries to grab him. For the moment, the archmage wasn't trying to kill anyone.

A mostly canon (with some headcanons) RP blog for Khada Jhin from League of Legends, as written by Raven. Mun and Muse 21+. Non-Selective and OC friendly.

Though the monk's words may not have been needed for reassurance, they did snap the archmage from his thoughts. He was silently grateful to her for that. Ryze watches them pace, all too happy to wait quietly until he saw the realization on Lee Sin's face. He prepares himself for the answer.

"A destroyed temple... Hm. The forest around it, what exactly inhabits it? I've dealt with both void creatures and watchers, but I don't know much about the heartlands here. But if nature itself is revolting against people, well... There's at least something there."

"Spirits. Ionia is home to many spirits, they are everywhere. If memory serves me well, the spirits made deals with those who served the Temple. But with all of them have died, no one remembers what was the deal. As such it has been cut off from the rest of Ionia for quite some time now..."

Lee offers a sheepish smile to his laughter, shaking his head ever so slowly. "You need not ask for forgiveness, it's the truth. If there really was such a dangerous object then it may have been better. If it had been used, then Ionia would have never been the same, perhaps Ionia would not have been here. The loss of life is sad but necessary." Lee was a pacifist, but only until pressed. The lives lost, the lives taken. Those weighed heavily on his spirit, but he understood the necessity for most of them.

"Allow me to show you the way... If possible I would like to commune with the spirits and ask them to open the way for you. I rather not come to blows with the spirits, the balance in Ionia is already disturbed enough as it is. But I will not follow you beyond that. For if it is really there, then I do not wish to be near it. I will travel there some other time to see if there are relics left behind from Ionia's past so that I may return them to my people."

"But only after the area has been deemed secure by you... I feel rather conflicted. On the one hand, I hope we do not waste your time, on the other hand, I hope there is nothing there. How difficult." She let out a hum, feeling a lot of emotions today.

"Spirits..." He mutters softly, frowning heavily. "Probably one of the few things I can't fight easily, and I'd like to avoid pissing them off. So we agree on that... As for not following me past the forest, I heavily suggest sticking to that. Rune Fragments tend to draw things that are unsavory at best."

He thinks back to the creature he'd fought over the most recent rune he'd acquired and rubs at a strange scar above one eye that appeared very out of place compared to the runic ones that covered his body. That had been one of his more harrowing experiences.

Please reblog this post if you are willing to write with ‘un-shippable’ muses. 

I’m talking about those muses who are perhaps elderly, who are married/taken and not liable to affairs, muses who are asexual/aromantic, or even just muses whose muns don’t really want to ship. 

The accusation of him being a masochist makes him bark out a single, harsh laugh. "That's up for argument, I suppose. Some call me strong. Some call me insane. I've yet to be called a masochist until now... You continue to, at the very least, be unique."

"Perhaps it's because few people would let you close enough to observe their tattoos... I am not here to teach you about them, but Ionian set tattoos differently from other regions. They sit on a different layer of the skin. But that's enough about art on skin."

Rubbing her hands together she rolled her visible eye once more. "It is the students that seek the approval of the teacher. While the matter of the politician can be put to debate, depending on who, where, and what. The Tyrant does not seek approval, it's people who seek the approval of the tyrant lest they be crushed under heel."

"Your approval means nothing to me. I do not perform for you, nor am I interested in spending a single night with the likes of you. So please, move along."

The woman's miniature speech draws a decidedly unimpressed look. "You're preaching at someone who's been around long enough to watch tyrants rise, fall, and be forgotten. I've heard the approximation of those words from hundreds of mouths in languages you've never even heard of. You're not original."

We have heard your pledge...

And we accept.

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"Uh, sure I guess?" Vex repeated, not even bothering to sit upright and argue. This was already draining enough, but she wanted Shadow to get the respect Shadow deserved. "Good for you baldy... I really don't care..."

Nor did she give much of a response to the rock that was broken nearby. Just scrunching her nose in silence.

"Say you're sorry or I'll make your time here miserable, till you're just as down as me..."

"I don't care what you are, what you say. You just have to say sorry... Is that so difficult? You don't go around insulting people or their friends..."

Ryze strokes a hand over his beard, inhaling through his nose before exhaling slowly, as if he found the artist annoying more than anything. "Then why wear something so ridiculous and flashy. Gold, white, and magenta? If you didn't want to be seen, you'd try to blend in."

"Implying I covered up my other eye, which isn't actually true. It's merely shaded for reasons you needn't know. I can see with both of my eyes, why else would my mask have both eyes cut out?" The single visible one rolled as if this was something so basic that she was annoyed just to explain it.

"So you're showing off your scars?" Jhin clicked her tongue in disgust, shaking her head. "So you're that kind of masochist are you? How vile..."

"Does a teacher try to justify their words to their students? Does a politician justify their actions to the masses? I do it because you need explaining, you lack the understanding and capacity necessary to 'get' me... I know, I'm too kind." The woman chuckled delighted, hands pressed firmly to her chest.

The accusation of him being a masochist makes him bark out a single, harsh laugh. "That's up for argument, I suppose. Some call me strong. Some call me insane. I've yet to be called a masochist until now... You continue to, at the very least, be unique."

"Oh yes." Jhin rolls her single visible eye, offering a slow clap in response. "People would absolutely enjoy seeing some half-naked vagrant, with a beard and a bald head, covered in hideous tattoos, running around more than they would the gear of a performer, of an artisan!"

"That said, it's not even the purpose of my attire to be seen, not supposed to be shown off. It is my work that must be admired, not myself. Else I would not be donning a mask now would I?"

"And before you make any other, weak, attempts at going for an insult regarding my face. I show myself off plenty, I don't need you to try and be clever, you're simply not made for it my dear."

Ryze strokes a hand over his beard, inhaling through his nose before exhaling slowly, as if he found the artist annoying more than anything. "Then why wear something so ridiculous and flashy. Gold, white, and magenta? If you didn't want to be seen, you'd try to blend in."

another random assortment for your enjoyment!

do they enjoy silence or find it too loud?

how many hours of sleep do they average per night?

would they ever skydive/paraglide/etc?

describe their dream home.  looks, location, decorations, etc.

can they roller skate/skateboard?  would they like to learn?

what’s their favorite dish to cook?  favorite dish to order out?

describe their dream vacation.  would they take anyone or go alone?

are they close to any of their family members?  

what is their idea of the afterlife?  does it scare them?

what’s their love language?  

would they describe themselves as beautiful/handsome/etc?  

did their childhood have a negative or positive impact on them?  

what they wanted to be when they grew up vs what they do now.

what type of neighborhood did they grow up in?  do they still live there?

does their family/friends have any traditions they take part of?

who is their best friend?  how long have they known them?

do they have anyone they consider their enemy?  what did they do to gain that title?

did they have a rebellious stage as a teenager?  what did it involve?

what’s currently in their pockets/purse/etc?

how much cash do they generally carry with them?

do they celebrate any holidays?  what are the celebrations like?  do they have a favorite?

have they ever traveled outside their country?

are they an affectionate person?  how do they feel about pda?

if they were choosing an adventure to go on what would it consist of?

have they ever been in a physical fight?  what happened?

are they more likely to take the leader role or let someone else call the shots?

has anyone ever betrayed their trust?  do they still speak to them?

do they believe in magic?  why do they have this belief?

do they wake up on the first alarm, hit snooze, or have multiple alarms set? 

what’s the first major event they remember in their life?

what would their three wishes be if they found a genie?  

have they ever ended a relationship to pursue their career/education further?  what happened?

what do they consider their worst habit? 

are they good at explaining things to others?

how do they handle being upset/angry?  do they yell, cry, go silent, etc?

do they have any habits they believe are odd?

if they could hit redo on a single past event in their life what would it be?  would they do it if it meant changing the present?

what does their future look like when they picture it?  who’s there with them?

have they ever been to court?  what was the outcome?

Once more she rolled her eyes. Slowly rotating by shifting around, not really putting in the energy to actually get up and turn. When she was finally done and could face the man she let out a long exhausted sigh, it really did take a lot of energy out of her.

"Archmage? Sure baldy, if that's what you want to be... Didn't anyone teach you Yordles can't really die?" She rolled her eyes, a third time. It was actually starting to get tiresome. As evident by her flopping onto her back with a loud groan.

"Say you're sorry to Shadow..."

@runic-scars looks like he reeks.

Normally Vex would just let this slide, but did he HAVE to call Shadow weird? That was a bit too much. And thus without having to verbally communicate, the duo agreed on something. And just as the man passed them, Shadow reached out to create a large enough bump that popped out of nowhere in an attempt to make him trip.

"Careful... might fall on your mouth and learn to shut up..." Vex rolled her eyes as Shadow silently snickered behind her.

@runic-scars looks exhaustion to be around...

The duo looks at the man before them, then at each other, then back to him, then back to each other. And Shadow laughs silently while Vex plops down without hesitation on her rear, shaking her head.