The Whistler is a monster born from when the universe was first forged. Screaming in pain and agony as it took shape. What drew it to Runeterra is a complete mystery, but most say much like his ten other brethren they were summoned once in the distant past and from there became nothing but myth.
Unlike his other sibling the Fiddlesticks who represents humanities fear of itself, the Whistler is the amalgamation of what all creatures fear goes thump in the dark. It's said he grew more powerful as more and more stories were told of him soothsayer magics flowing into his once intangible form giving him shape of long lengthy arms, thousands of teeth kept hidden inside skin as dark as the night. And his eyes a piercing glowing shade of purple that for many is the last that they see.
Across Ionia when entire villages go missing without a trace it's often blamed on a whistling noise deep in the dark.
OP note:
Finally taking the time to rework this big boi really need to make the refrence for his mouth parts but his new anatomy takes far more refrence to bats and frogs. Compared to the before bird look he had
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The sea left a sour taste in the air. In literature, the unending horizon of the ocean often was portrayed as a symbol of freedom, of unattainable desires and purity.
Blidgewater’s sea was many things, but pure was not one of them. Dozens of ships docked at its door each day, thousands of people wandered its unstable wood footbridges as improvised and chaotic streets. All of this people were different, some of them coming from the farthest corners of the ocean, but they shared something in common: all their waste ended up in the water.
Some saw it as something poetic; like how the ocean gave everything to men and also took everything from them in an eternal cycle of death and rebirth. Katarina’s impression was less romantic, as she thought it was rather disgusting to throw all your junk (even corpses) to your principal food source.
Bildgewater may not be clean, and the air and the water were not the only things proving that fact, but it had it’s charms. It was the loudest, more disorganized city (if it could be considered as such at all) the Sinister Blade had ever laid foot on; a perfect place for all those who wished to hide from unwanted attention.
Half the population were fishers or pirates, while the other half sold merchandise of shady origins along the shores of Valoran. It was a city in constant movement, always flowing, always changing, as so dictated one of their local gods, the Bearded Lady.
Katarina had come other times before to the distant city, always in search of the same thing in Noxus’ name: information and mercenaries. She was known, even in those strange lands at the other side of the sea. Those willing to risk their lives for a few coins were convinced more by her reputation than her arguments.
She had been going from one place to another the whole day, waiting for men in a dirty tavern, exchanging whispers in shadowed corners, even fighting. Bildgewater was so dirty nobody cared if the footbridges were dirtied with blood. The salt would eat the stains, and the sea would swallow the body.
The waves mourned as Katarina looked at the horizon. She forgot where she was going for an instant as she stood by a bridge, lost in though. The scenery was almost beautiful. She had memories of beautiful seas, all buried and denied, from happier times she refused to recall. She almost did it now.
The sun was starting to fade, burning brightly behind a strange fog in the distance. The more it sank beyond the endless sea, the more the wind raised, and the ocean breeze (pure, for once) of the evening lulled Bildgewater into the night.
AGGRESSIVELY AND LOUDLY HISSES AT SKY. Clearly the Razorfin had right of way! Grabbing the hastily dropped package: a large cut of meat wrapped with rope for the creature to hold onto with his teeth as he secured it and continued walking on his way. Stopping only once to look back and hiss one final time before heading down a different path.
Typical foreigner behavior... tsk.
The *bash* against her leg caught her off-guard, causing the woman to drop a package that she had been carrying. She had to pick it back up in haste, but it was quickly stolen by...what? A creature of some description...but it looked like a fish!
No matter, it was a few moments before the woman scrambled, immediately chasing the creature with the package.
'NO NO NO! That was supposed to be taken back to the tavern! You can't have that!!!'
